Motherhood: Pulled from the Ether

I am your mother.

I dreamed of you before your souls were tied to any physical existence.  I was your mother before you even came to be.  Your existence floated all around me, waiting.  In the beginning, your physical form came into being within mine, pulled from the ether into my body.  The first electrical currents of your thoughts began inside my body—each of you, the tiniest snow globe inside of me, housing the cracks and thunder bolts of your emerging personality.   The first thumps of your hearts, began in me. Read the rest of this entry »


The Pirate Eats

Yup.  He’s eating food.

Unbeknownst to this blog (yes, I’ve sort of come to see this blog as an entity in its own right. I keep secrets from you, blog, and did you know that??), I’ve been quietly freaking out about the possibility that LP wouldn’t eat regular food.  Part of it is that I’m so food-centric, part of it is that struggling with solids is such a common part of the “baby with Ds” profile.  I just hated the idea that my kid might struggle with eating.  I know, kind of irrational, and based on a stereotype.  Plus, I know plenty of moms who had kids go through rough times with solids and they all seemed to get through it in the end. Still. I dunno, it just bugged me more than some of the other potentials, and I figured if I was most worried about it, it would definitely come to pass. Read the rest of this entry »


Five Ways to Test Your Sanity

  1. Have a kid. Have another kid. Discuss the ins and outs of having a third, but in the midst of that, get knocked up.

    Yes.  It is true.  Our planning was… meh.   Read the rest of this entry »

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