I took a suggestion from Garrison Keillor this morning in honor of April Fool’s Day. Wrapped a thick blue rubber band three times around the sink sprayer handle and aimed it straight at the space where A’s body would stand while innocently turning on the tap. Not 2 minutes later, I tried to rinse off… Read More My version of Fight Club
I started interviewing new moms for my “Becoming a Mother” video series back in December. Getting to know them and editing the footage of our conversations (albeit slowly! I’m aiming to post another video soon, of T and her baby at 3 and 7 weeks postpartum) has reminded me of the joy and power of… Read More The Second Time Around
You have to start somewhere. That’s the line that’s on repeat in my head today. I’ve been reading The Mists of Avalon for the last couple of months. In case you haven’t heard of it, it’s a cult classic re-telling of the Arthurian Legend from the perspective of the women. I just finished the last… Read More Starting somewhere
Other than a couple brief moments of rocking a swaddled newborn to sleep, I just started having some moments of, “now THIS is what I thought being a mom was going to be like.” And J will be 2 and a half next month. Do tell, what were the images you had in your head… Read More What I thought motherhood would look like
For the last month or so, I’ve been enjoying one of those wonderful periods when I actually feel like I know what I’m doing mom-wise. I’ve also been getting pretty consistent sleep and have 12 hours per week that I’m not taking care of J, so that helps too. We’ve hit a stride and have some… Read More Momma mojo
I’ve decided that 2012 is my year of power. Something about being in Sudan and celebrating a wedding with a bunch of amazingly vibrant, in-their-bodies Sudanese people has really helped me to see myself and why I do what I do more clearly. Mainly: I act small and nice a lot of the time out… Read More 2012! Year of Power!
I met a friend for beer the other night. It felt pretty momentous. She was the friend I vaguely referenced in an earlier blog post with whom I’d had a schism. Our schism was about our children, and our different styles of raising them. And after a couple of emotional conversations, several weeks of emails… Read More On judging other parents