The Abortioneers

...and I just have some questions for my fellow abortioneers. Is this how it usually goes down for you? Sub-questions: Which one of...

Sometimes it’s hard to come out as an abortioneer. We know that. And sometimes it can even be hard coming out to family. I never kept my abo...

So here's another twist on "coming out" to someone as an abortioneer. I have an old school friend, you know the type: we real...

Dear Parents, Parents-to-be, People-who-hang-out-with-kids (you get the point), Welcome to our first series in our Yummy Mummy and Sassy ...

Sometimes, I consider whether I would love my job as much as I do if it weren't so controversial, if the mere act of going in to work w...

As a rule, I don't keep my status as an abortioneer a secret. I mean, my identity as an Abortioneer blogger is a secret, but as someone...

Recently I told someone very awesome the name of this blog and they proclaimed "eek!" It was a joke implying the name is not soci...

just kidding Hanging out with foreigners is a whole other Thing for me. I don't mean foreigners exactly. What's a good word for ...

So I wanted to write you a little post all about Plan B and ellaOne. There is good news and bad news, about that. The good news is, I spen...

The post About a Girl wrote last week --  Coming Out: I'm an Abortioneer  -- has had me thinking. The post spoke to me because I have g...

I've been doing this work for many years, but I'm still not at the place where I "out" myself as an Abortioneer to every...

So, I recently got a boyfriend. Squee! My boyfriend, like most boyfriends, has a mom. Unlike most moms, she used to be a nun. I mean str...