September 7 Today you talked to me. Not words but sing-songy gurgling sounds while simultaneously smiling and looking deeply into my eyes having just come off the breast. It was…
We are climbing up and down the days like ladder rungs, flying moments like kites and I am dreaming again with three and sometimes four hours of heavenly sleep at…
My friend Melissa said, if you want time to go by in a blur, have kids, and I’ve been thinking about how the seasons are flashing by in cinematic blinks…
For as long as I’ve been teaching yoga, I’ve fantasized about having a work space at home, and it’s hard to believe this January will mark my ninth year of…
Dear Otis, You are three months old today, my sweet boy. I can see you growing right before my eyes and we’re onto the next bin of hand-me-down clothes that…
Dear Chris I didn’t have much of a daddy. I had a biological one until the age of fourteen at which point I chose to discontinue visitation. He did a…
May 25 One month and one week ago we saw a house we loved. Just days before we walked through, I announced I’d lost faith in the whole process,…
On the first weekend of April, for my 41st birthday and to get away for a few pre-baby days, we stayed in Edgartown at a cozy inn; just what we…
I let go of my blog and missed it terribly so this is my attempt to close the gap between then and now and acknowledge, as a journal does, where…
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