It’s been almost six months since he passed. In that time, I’ve gotten a lot of advice and support and new friendships and I’ve even shed old skins. Our society doesn’t like death. It makes us nervous and anxious and since we don’t know how to ‘solve’ It, we walk away from funerals thinking we… Read More Cosmic Birthday
Here’s the thing about death. It’s unrelenting. It refuses even a five minute break and is adamant about permanency. It’s the most concrete-ish wall that exists. These are major character flaws, but death isn’t evolving and changing its ways. So here we are, love/hate-ing monuments built for our loved ones that have gone before us.… Read More Heavenstone
Motherhood used to involve currently-ludicrous concepts like letting your children play outside unsupervised or walk to school alone. This gave mom and kids a chance to live a few moments of life without each others consuming presence. Freedom allowed adults to have adult conversations (or a bit of alone time), children to have crucial unsupervised… Read More Childhood Unsupervised, a Thing of the Past?
Parenting can feel lonely. And it is almost amazing to me that a person can feel alone when they are actually surrounded by, at minimum, one extremely talkative toddler. I took my four year old son to the gym the other day and was surrounded by at least 30 toddlers, but I felt desperate to… Read More The Lonely Side of Motherhood
I was down at the Green Belt last Spring and I remember being in love with the tiny little tadpoles that had just been born. They were so fragile and courageous. I was in the water with them and worried I would hurt the thousands that surrounded my feet. It struck me as a little… Read More Trusting the Process of Life
It isn’t that my son is too much, although we do have our moments of sheer insanity. And it isn’t that my maternal instincts are either absent or inactivated. They are working just fine, sometimes even mama bear overdrive. And while I did have a rough labor and delivery, I’m not jaded to the point… Read More Family Planning :: Why and Only Child was the Perfect Fit
Pregnancy loss is hard. My ectopic pregnancy wasn’t a planned pregnancy. But it was my first, and as afraid as I was of the complete lack of planning, I was pregnant. At the time, I was 32 years old and engaged to my now husband. We were apprehensive of our new endeavor and in all… Read More Trapped :: My Journey Through Ectopic Pregnancy