12/14/2012 (from the Momplex Blog archives)

December 14, 2012February 27, 2023 Jenny4 Comments

When they came home, I laid upon the soft spots at the bridges of their noses a kiss, which was more like a gulp for air. I desperately needed to drink in the kind of oxygen that only a mother’s children can bring to her when she learns another child has been hurt. I could barely breathe until they were in my arms again.

My heart breaks for the little children in the Connecticut shooting today. I hope that there really is a Great Beyond, and that in that place, all parents will one day hold their precious babies again.

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Mother, Sister, Daughter, Pornographer (from the Momplex Blog archives)

September 21, 2012February 27, 2023 Jenny3 Comments

Hello, strangers and loyal followers! It’s been many, many moons since I last posted on the Momplex. If you regularly visit my blog to see if there are any new updates, (1) I’m flattered, (2) you have stamina, and (3) hope you’ve enjoyed the hard-core porn that’s now parked at my old URL.

Sigh. It is with a heavy little heart that I report that the .com version of the Momplex was recently taken over by a porn peddler. This is what happens when you forget to renew your domain registration. Believe me you, the barely-legal Asian girls now living at my old URL really were not a matter of me expanding the scope of my blog. I’m sorry to disappoint anyone that thought I’d be adding “Cam Sex,” “Shemale Video,” and “Adult Baptism Gift,” but alas, I am still just focusing on my midwestern mama life. This includes musings on my backyard chickens, my dad’s heart transplant, cyclothymic disorder, immersion learning, life in the dairy belt (or should I say belt buckle?), my BMI, my children’s BMs, and much, much more! I am not yet done — have only been on an extended hiatus — so keep me bookmarked. Just make sure you have me bookmarked at the new .net extension (www.themomplex.net). Otherwise, you’re in for an eye-ful.

Speaking of which, what is an adult baptism gift? Holy water-based lubricant? A giant cosplay baptism gown and bonnet? I will never know, because I will never click on that filthy link. May a wretched case of scurvy befall those nasty website pirates.

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Piss and Cheerios (from the Momplex Blog archives)

September 18, 2010February 27, 2023 Jenny3 Comments

He pissed in my cereal bowl a few weeks ago, brought it to me with a smile. Diabolical, was it? He slapped me because I wouldn’t let him drive the car. He hit my 6-year-old daughter and screamed in her face, spit on my hand, and kicked over all the freshly laundered, freshly folded clothes I’d stacked in the living room.

I remember when my daughter was this age, noticing parallels between our relationship and an abusive spousal one. She could be so violent, so mean. I could be so forgiving, so ready to take her back. She stepped on my feelings. I kissed her on her eyelids at bedtime and told her I loved her anyway. She pulled my hair in anger. I stroked hers as she slept. I sometimes secretly hated her, but not really. I couldn’t wait for her to take me back. I couldn’t wait to take her back.

My 2-year-old son pissed in my cereal bowl. (He’s potty training and thought it was a potty cup.) He slapped me because I wouldn’t let him drive the car. (Driving’s his favorite pretend-play game, and he’s learning self-control.) He hit my 6-year-old daughter and screamed in her face. (She was draping herself on his most prized posesssion, me.) He spit in my hand. (That’s what he does when he’s eaten something he knows he shouldn’t.) He kicked over all the freshly laundered, freshly folded clothes I’d stacked in the living room. (He can be a jerk.) Yup, that’s my son — my 2-year-old son. And I love him to pieces.