1) I had 5 hours of uninterrupted sleep last night. My dearest A. took the first nighttime shift with my new dearest baby C. who is taking a bottle like a champ. 2) Rather than trying for 2 hours to put C. to sleep between the hours of 5 and 7 a.m., I just held… Read More Small victories for a new mother of 2
Two weeks ago today, I had a baby. He’s right over there, in bed next to me. Two weeks and one day ago, I agreed with my midwives that the home birth I had hoped for was not the safest option, and I sobbed while I packed my hospital bag. Three weeks ago, I was… Read More How I came to love the hospital birth that I didn’t want, Part 1
You may have already connected the dots: the exhaustion, the infrequent posts, the hamburger eating and overwhelm. I’m pregnant. This was a deliberate impregnation of the lightning fast variety. I got the news after 10 days of systematic pregnancy tests. Every day I got a negative, I would mentally scream “Liar!” at the benign looking… Read More Two big announcements
Get yourself on over to Get Born, where I blog every month, so you too can be in on the latest photo challenge. Can’t wait to see your portraits.
For the past couple months, J has complained just about every time I take him to daycare. The minute I cheerfully tell him that it’s a school day he begins the “I don’t like my school” refrain. It can also express itself as “I don’t like my friends,” or the even more concerning “I’m scared… Read More My crisis of confidence with daycare, and the expert advice that helped.
I had to share a few of the great photos that you, dear readers, have been sharing on my Facebook page this week in response to my photographic challenge. The challenge, in short, was to take a picture of one of the not-so-perfect moments in your life–feeling bored in traffic, scrubbing dirty diapers late at… Read More The revolution begins: your not-so-perfect moment photos!
Over the past few years, I’ve developed an increasingly intimate relationship with my brain. Thanks to my friend D, who introduces me to at least half of the things I love the most in the world, I started going to meditation and dharma talks led by this guy. The practice of just sitting with my… Read More Why I take my brain out for dinner. And what we talk about. And what we eat.
I’m sitting in my parents’ house in Durango, Colorado listening to and breathing in the most dramatic–and as my friend M would say–crackling rain storm. The sky has been working up to this all day, with breezy gusts and grumbles. As I was walking through the relaxed, green neighborhoods here, looking out over the rocky,… Read More My soul place
Well, I’ve been having a serious inertia problem over here, folks. I even looked up inertia to make sure that’s what I meant, and it is—the resistance of any physical object to a change in its state of motion or rest. When I sit down, I want to sit forever. If I’m in bed, that’s… Read More Asking for help is the best: why my friends should be motivational speakers
As I’ve mentioned before, my sister recently got married–once in Sudan and once in San Francisco. She likes to really go for the gusto. A and I went to Sudan for wedding number one and met our new brother-in-law’s family and their 2,000 closest friends. I must say, after over a week of Sudanese wedding… Read More Why we should give an eff about the protests in Sudan