11 Months

Last year this time, I spent too much money eating salmon on buttered toast every single morning for a couple of weeks. It’s the only thing I wanted. Sophie and I spent the days lazing after a very slow walk (she took me for a walk I think) with a break at the lake so…

Being a Milk Machine

The first week of August is World Breastfeeding Week and the entire month is National Breastfeeding Awareness month in the States. I write about this at the close of the month because it reflects the same stage of my breastfeeding journey. I only briefly read about lactation and latching and all that jargon before giving…

Plans and Un-plans

It’s been a tough week. K got his first vaccinations and coincidentally also dealt with the sprouting of two pearly whites. H was working full-time until day before so it was me at home with the kids, for most part. Sophie, my sweet, darling girl is so intuitive. She knew something was up the moment…

Pick Me Up

For 18 months, I’ve been carrying my baby. Full-time for the first nine and now sharing that with H. There is responsibility in carrying someone. The first and most important thing to remember is to make sure you’re strong enough to do it. I’ve worked, still working very hard to be strong to hold and…

A Pregnancy Old

Nine months. K has officially spent more time outside in the world than when I carried him inside my body. How time flies! This is said a lot – the days are long and the years are short. I couldn’t agree more. Where have these nine months gone? That little, wrinkled bobble-head who stayed in…

Dignity vs. Politics

My son is not a bobble-head anymore. He smiles when he likes something, laughs when we tickle him. He is learning to make new sounds, and learning to crawl. He has fake attention-seeking crying, complaining crying, hungry crying and full-on something is wrong crying. He is almost eight months old and this is how much…

Father’s Day

“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.” ― Umberto Eco This morning started with H writing a condolence note to a childhood friend. Said friend has lost his father. As I watched…

Flash Non-Fiction 2.0

Flash non- fiction is non-fictional work of “extreme brevity that still offers character and plot development.”

Parenting

Parenting is so difficult and no wonder it is full of the biggest kind of responsibility, and we have been doing it only for two weeks! But two weeks is a long time, and even with all those terrible times, all the other precious moments make those nasty ones minuscule in comparison.