Hi dear readers, I’ve been silent because I’ve been sitting with some kinda writer’s block… also known as “SO pregnant and just TOO TIRED to think.” I’ve been grinding away at a more academic post on how people prioritize having a child of one gender over another, and tend to prefer to have families of at least both genders, but I’ve had to put it … Continue reading Babymooning!
Hello again, dear readers! I know that I have been gone for awhile, so bear with me a little bit while I catch you up. A few months ago, almost to the day, I woke up in Southampton. Thomas had just arrived from New York the night before to spend a long weekend in the home my family has been renting on and off for … Continue reading Some big news!
Oh my dear friends. I realize it has been quite some time since I wrote anything on here, and that is because I’ve been suffering a massive case of writers’ block. Any creativity I have is sponged out of my brain by attempting to entertain a busy 18 month old and trying to memorize Latin declensions and morphologies. Oh, and by the travails of sleep … Continue reading The sleep you ordered is out of stock!
Okay, okay, that title is kind of clickbait, so I apologize. I care more about something (someone) than I ever have in my entire life, so let’s get that straight. However, like a lot of moms, I find myself with very little bandwidth for stupid things lately. In arguments with my husband, I often find myself throwing my hands up and saying, “Honestly, I have … Continue reading How to not care as much? Have a baby!
Hello again, dear friends. Sorry for the two-day hiatus. We are sleep coaching B for the umpteenth time, and she developed a cold yesterday while I was away in the city. To say we’re tired is an understatement! More like we’re zombies who haven’t yet turned green and droopy. In any case, I thought I would tell you a little more about myself, since you … Continue reading Flying by the seat of my pants/ Channeling Elle
Let’s get down to business — to defeat — the Hu– the mom guilt. Actually, “Mom Guilt” with proper noun capitalization, because it deserves such emphasis. Let’s get rolling with a basic mom scenario: you’re standing in line at your favorite coffee shop (Neat Coffee, I’m looking at you!) and your precocious, lovely, sweet 17 month old starts pitching a tantrum because she simultaneously wants … Continue reading Mom Guilt: The Looming Specter
Hello! How can I count the ways motherhood has changed me? I don’t think I can. When I started this journey, when I first became pregnant with my first sweet baby, I would put my hands on my abdomen and think of all the ways that my life would bloom into something new and different. At the time, all the thoughts I had were happy … Continue reading An introduction