Amber Dusick - Parenting: Illustrated with Crappy Pictures

Hi, Im Crappy Mama. I have two kids. I call them Crappy Boy and Crappy Baby because I draw crappy pictures of them. They arent actually crappy. Not usually.

I also have a husband, Crappy Papa. Right now, Crappy Boy is five and Crappy Baby is two, but many of the stories in this book take place when they were younger. When the story takes place a long time ago, I use past tense. Fancy! Some of you already know me from my blog, CrappyPictures.com. But if you dont, let me attempt to make a short story even shorter. I started a blog mostly because I was tired and frustrated and happy.

I drew some crappy pictures to illustrate the day-to-day things that happen to me as a parent because I didnt have any photographs. That was it. No agenda. I was just having fun. What started out as just a little silly thing I did for fun has turned into a big awesome silly thing that I still do for fun. Like writing this book! Welcome! And please keep reading.

I suck at writing these intro thingies. It gets better. Promise. You know what changed after I had kids? Everything. Most of the changes were good. Very good.

They are wonderful little people whom I adore. And I cant imagine my life without them. But Im not going to begin this book by talking about unconditional love or any of that boring shit. Im going to begin by talking about other stuff. Stuff that changed. Stuff like this

This is what aging was like before I had kids: In just one year the only thing that changed was my outfit.

And this is what aging is like after having kids: Now, I age five years every year.

It feels a little premature for me to whip out my breasts. I mean, you are just getting to know me and all. So Ill keep my clothes on. For now. Yes, real. Yes, real.

Okay, maybe they werent that spectacular, but this is how I fondly remember them. ( Fondly . That looks like I wrote fondle . Im leaving it.) And this is what my breasts look like after having kids: Only the most powerful of push-up bras can make them reappear. And I only have one of those.

This is what it was like to stuff myself before having kids: Id feel like I was going to burst! And this is what it is like to stuff myself after having kids: My stomach doesnt ever feel like it is going to burst. This is what it was like to stuff myself before having kids: Id feel like I was going to burst! And this is what it is like to stuff myself after having kids: My stomach doesnt ever feel like it is going to burst.

It just stretches and expands. He then asked me if it was a girl burrito or a boy burrito. Im often pregnant with food babies. There are other physical changes, too. Like peeing from laughing. Yay! And that my feet grew a full size during pregnancy and never ungrew.

And that my hair got thinner after pregnancy and never got unthinner. And that my ass disappeared but my hips widened. Oh, and that I also have a little apron of extra skin on my belly. Its cute. And should we talk about my vagina? No, we shouldnt. But enough of these superficial complaints.