Sally shaved off almost all of her left eyebrow on Monday. Tom noticed it first, and from his worried tone, I thought she’d been punched in the face by the stairs on her way down from her room. But she was just “pretending” with daddy’s razor, and was as surprised as anyone else when most [...]
patiently explain (again) to Spot why flipflops are probably not a good idea on a snowy day. teach Susan a reading lesson. go to Sally’s school to record her presentation. listen intently to Tom talk about work for more than three minutes. make bread, yogurt, and strawberry jam in the same day. write a post. [...]
because I’m flush with oxytocin. (And happy.) I’m thinking of names, and, since it’s easier and just as fun, her blog name: Scout. After the ultrasound I had the best “doctor’s appointment” ever, with one of the midwives I see. It was my first time seeing her; she’s an older-ish lady. Comfortable, calm, confident, and [...]
For several years now, I’ve been worried that I’ll be hit by a bus at any moment. And die, leaving my three daughters and my husband who will marry some tall blonde thing forthwith and have seven sons with her. All because of a phrase in his Patriarchal Blessing, that he will “deal with sons [...]
We were having lunch with Chrysanthemum yesterday, after our walk, because they just got toys off KSL for their backyard. And because I like her, of course. Especially her food that appears magically on the table before me as I play with her chubby-handed baby. Dimples on the knuckles of a baby are maybe the [...]
*for me. Just as each woman and birth differ, so do a woman’s reasons for choosing to prepare for birth the way she does. These are mine. The trouble with epidurals is not that they take away pain — that is the good thing about epidurals. Choosing pain over pleasure is a sign of genetic [...]
*Yet another reason I need an iPhone, so I can take pictures like Steph’s, on the go.
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