The Sexually Pregnant Mind

I see the curves of my breast and they please. I see the round of my rump and it entices. I see the button of my belly & giggle at its cuteness.I rub the bulging bump that sustains my daughter it is tight but lovely.My legs are thick pillars supporting the whole of us, two beating hearts.My areolas expand into flying saucers while my nipples take on an unyielding demeanor pushing past 3 sturdy layers to embarrass me fully. My breasts have plumped to the next cup overflowing with milk & honey.My face has smoothed itself into a summery glow while my feet have spread into an ogre-like aura.My hair curls tighter while my sense of smell betrays.I lose a few meals now and then but this does not betray my overall impressionI am a voluptuous, baby-making goddess.My mind is on sex to desire and be desired... Join me for the rest on the Mudroom blog? (Where we are exploring sex & sexuality for the month of March). … [Read more...]

Don’t Hate on Miranda Kerr, y’all: On post-baby weight loss.

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Home and Toast

We are home from several days in Madison.  I managed to do a few responsible things but as of yet, we need to unpack, open mail & grocery shop.  Ransom seems genuinely sad when he can't have his addiction milk.  He's been so incredibly wonderful to have around since coming out of his whiny three's a bit.  I feel like I'm bursting with how much I appreciate and love him lately.The day we got home I ended up spending 11 hours prepping for a sermon I was set to give the next morning at a Church in Grand Haven.  Was it a bone-headed agreement to take a speaking engagement after a busy work week in Madison?  Sure.  But maybe the biggest boneheaded thing of all, was not just giving a sermon I've all ready done.  Nope, for some reason I really wanted to do Psalms 132: 1-10.  I'd just done a Bible study on it, in Beth Moore's Stepping Up Guide & I was all inspired & junk.When I got there it turned out to be an all white, older congregation of about 60ish who made me feel so … [Read more...]