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Monica Bielanko
A chronicle since 2005 of my marriage & move to Brooklyn in my twenties; becoming a mother in my thirties; moving to Pennsylvania and learning to amicably coparent after divorce in my forties while living 3 doors down from my ex-husband in a small country town.
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When the birth of my first child drew near, I began instructing my husband on exactly where I wanted him to stand and where I wanted him looking. I think it’s Oprah’s fault. I remember watching an episode of Oprah (RIP Oprah Show) wherein some douchebag could no longer perform oral sex on his wife and he claims it all started when he watched her give birth.
Are you or were you afraid to let your husband watch the baby come out? Serge, who witnessed my vagina widen until it could've swallowed his entire arm like some hungry man-eating plant, actually has some pretty excellent advice. It's what I'm babbling about today.