I’ve mentioned a few times that this pregnancy with baby #2 has been emotionally challenging. And sometime during the blur of activity since moving into our new house, the grip of fear and dread I had about this second baby all but vanished in a single day, and I’m left with a healthy sense that… Read More My triumph over post-partum trauma and a giveaway
I’ve been thinking about this photo for a long time. And this one too: Both were part of this NYT article that a friend recommended after reading my first video blog post. I loved the article for the counterpoint it offered to the “Don’t you just love every minute?” comments that people kept flinging at… Read More A photographic challenge: capture and share a less-than-perfect moment
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.
Living things change. They adapt and grow and die. Trees leaf out, snakes molt, babies grow up into frat boys. It just happens. So why is it I thought the moment I had a baby that I would be a full-grown mother? It came to me a few months ago when I was talking with… Read More Happy Mother’s Day from a 2-and-a-half-year-old mom
Honestly, it’s been hard to know what to say after my sadness project post. The flood of wholehearted comments you all wrote knocked my socks off. Reading your sadnesses lifted me off of my solitary sadness island and dropped me down in the middle of a feast. And we all belonged. What a sweet, sublime… Read More Sadness and succulents
I started taking Zoloft when I was a 5-month-old mother. I had been depressed before, in adolescence and in college, but this was the first time I’d chosen medication. It worked. And now I’m slowly tapering off of my dose because I want to know what life is like without it. Will my long lost… Read More My sadness project
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
