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It Sucked and then I Cried

For several years now I’ve read a blog called, written by a mommy-blogger named Heather Armstrong.  I can’t recall exactly how many years I’ve been reading, but I know that when I started reading it I was still blogging about producing porn here on this blog.  I remember this, because I attempted to purchase advertising on Heather’s blog and was promptly turned down.  Since finding Jesus (who was hiding under the bed) I’ve not attempted to advertise on Heather’s blog again.  Mostly because I no longer possess much of that stuff we call “money” and therefore cannot afford such luxuries as advertising.

But I still read it.

If you’re a stick in the mud, you might not appreciate Heather’s irreverent humor. I dig it. She’s hilarious. And besides her witty blog posts, her website also contains daily photos where one might find a sweet photo of her daughter Leta, perhaps witness some random object resting comfortably on her dog’s head, or even the latest mascara she purchased at Sephora.  Yes, I find myself clicking on such photos as Mascara. Why?  Because often times there’s an amusing caption below it.  I love to laugh, Heather’s site delivers numerous reasons to do so,  so I return to it.  Daily.

Heather’s book “It Sucked and Then I Cried: How I Had a Baby, a Breakdown, and a Much Needed Margarita” humorously chronicles Heather’s experiences becoming a first time mother. She holds nothing back, even when discussing how postpartum depression led to a short stay in a mental institution, and proves even such things as stays in the loony bin can be presented humorously.  And should you decide to read it, be prepared to learn more than you ever wanted to know about poop.

This past Wednesday, facing a long drive of 250 miles (each way) in order to attend the nearest book signing, I emailed Heather’s husband Jon to make sure the schedule hadn’t changed. He was kind enough to let me know that the previous evening’s signing in Portland was so well attended that several people had to be turned away, so if I wanted to insure a seat I’d likely want to show up early. I did so… 2 hours early in fact. I passed the time reading the first several chapters of the book and talking to the ladies who began to arrive not long after I did. For the longest time I was the only man in the waiting audience. In fact, I think I was probably the only single man period. If you look hard enough you might see another male or two in the crowd, but I’m certain they were drug to the event by a wife or girlfriend:

Listening to Heather Speak

Heather is just as funny in person as she is on her blog, or in her book:

Heather Armstrong Reading Her Book

If you listen closely, you might hear a mangling of English words. On this particular evening I witnessed Heather pronounce the word “crayon” the same way you or I would say the word “crown”. Apparently, a BYU degree in English does not come with a requirement to lose the southern drawl.  Which is fortunate, because it makes listening to Heather even more entertaining.  🙂

I was 4th in line to have my own copy signed:

Signing "It Sucked and then I Cried"

I’ve now read the majority of the book (a handful of pages remain before I’ve finished it). It’s very entertaining and very funny.  I particularly think mothers would enjoy and identify with it, but men shouldn’t be afraid to pick up a copy as well (and gentlemen, should you need to explain your purchase to someone just say you have a friend who needs to be scared out of impregnating his wife, and the purchase is a gift for HIM 😉 ).

Click the photo to be taken to the site selling Heather’s Book:

“It Sucked and Then I Cried:
How I Had a Baby, a Breakdown, and a Much Needed Margarita”

PS: It Sucked and Then I Cried has already made the New York Times Best Sellers list. Congrats to Heather for that!

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Leta: a Woman at Age 4

Heather Armstrong from is one of my favorite bloggers. I also “follow” her on Twitter. One of the applications on my iPhone is a program called Twitterific, which allows me to keep up with all of those I’ve chosen to “follow”.

This morning, while reading some recent “tweets”, I just HAD to share one with you. Below, you’ll find a screenshot of a conversation between Heather and her 4 year old daughter, Leta.

They grow up so fast these days!