Behind my left ear lives a tiny imaginary reporter from the New York Times who’s doing a profile on me. WHAT, DO YOU NOT HAVE THAT? Each morning they ask: Say, Bekah, what do you …
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Life doesn’t frighten me
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screaming awake
I’m still getting used to New Sleep, in which you never quite sleep, but are always listening for the sound of your baby crying, or moving, or thinking, or anything-ing. You float above sleep, but …
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peace is what I leave with you
Hi, I’m anxious about giving birth and our kid making it safely into this world. WEIRD, I KNOW! Last night I read over some verses about worry and anxiety that my mom emailed, such as: …
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(MORE)ISON
We are having a baby NEXT WEEK and the feelings are all over the place. To have been on such a long road and to be here just feels surreal. One minute we’re standing in …
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if you can’t take the heat
California is in an intense heat wave right now, resulting in power blackouts and featuring something called ‘fire tornadoes,’ so this morning when I read that the County was requesting LA residents to turn reduce …
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Mother in Training
Baby is not moving: Me: WHAT’S WRONG, ARE YOU OKAY? Baby is moving A LOT: Me: WHAT’S WRONG, ARE YOU OKAY? Baby is moving a regular amount: Me: SOMETHING MUST REALLY BE WRONG, ARE YOU …
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Feelings | Facts
I’ve been trying not to pressure myself to write or even think anything profound about this moment we’re in, but then I was on a panel this week discussing the future of theater, and playwright …
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tiny futures
I put out a call for used baby clothes from friends because honestly I needed something hopeful and positive right now. I don’t want to look back on this pregnancy as the time I spent …
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In the Time of the Potato
Apparently because nothing, LITERALLY nothing is allowed to be good or fine these days, hackers are sneaking into people’s precious Zoom meetings, which is now our SAFE AND ONLY PLACE — Montessori school hangs with …
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Mercy; Comfort
Like an apocalypse mouse hunting for tiny pieces of old ‘toast’ even though ‘toast’ is not a thing anymore but still I want this memory of ‘toast’, I wake up each morning searching corners of …