I used to wonder when I might really actually feel like a Mother, but now I know the moment is this: it’s when the baby is old enough to know you, sense you, need you, …
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the shoulder
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BIG FEELINGS
The only bigger feeling than the frustration you feel when your baby low grade whines or what the British apparently call ‘mithers’ all night JUST loud enough to keep you from sleeping is THE WORRY …
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A Day
Pandemic days bleed into each other, so I like to mark the holidays, the special ones that wear a blocked colored hat on my google calendar, with a Festive Pajama, so that looking back, we …
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A Schedule
Joe has many favorite classic baby games these days, including Peekaboo, Roll the Ball, Yank out all hairs dangling from Mom’s head or Dad’s face, and then of course THE MOMENT THAT MOM GRASPS A …
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The Grays
One fun product of Pandemic and Pandemic pregnancy is my insane new hair, which is a fun combo of a year sans haircut, weird post-pregnancy baby hairs, lack of ever Doing hair Hair, frequency of …
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Buy Now with One Click
Sometimes I feel like a very good, very on top of it Mother and then I realize that it’s mostly that I have Amazon Prime. Joe’s milestones get left in boxes on our front step. …
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while you were Breathing
Me, to Morrison: does it seem like Joe is breathing weird? Morrison: Weird Like, how? Me: I don’t know, like, fast? (Meanwhile, Joe Breathes. We watch, obsessively.) Morrison: I can’t tell. Lemmee see. (He puts …
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A NEW DAY
A companion piece to my previous blogpost: Things that we feel we could accomplish now that we have experienced not one but two CONSECUTIVE decent night’s sleeps, or at least with very minimal wakings from …
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scream feels
We have begun sleep training Joe, and by we I mean Joe screams and Morrison does the actual work of patiently listening to it, and I hide in the backyard. It only took me 90 …
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I love you
Sharing this very absurd very narcissistic feeling here in this very safe very public space: sometimes I catch myself worrying that my son doesn’t love me. Or I think, what do I need to do …