i am not the type of woman who does well with new year’s resolutions. i’m great at setting them, sure, but at the first bump in the road, the very inkling of the wheels about to come off, i throw in the towel. i think it’s got something to do with my perfectionism, or perhaps my fear of failure. you know those people who hurt others before others have a chance to hurt them? that’s … Read the rest
It should come as no surprise that 2016 was one heck of a year. From a tense election season to international conflicts, these 12 months have made headlines in so many ways. Personally, it was a big year for me and my little family as well. It was a year of changes and new beginnings, a year in which I did hard things, sacred things, beautiful things. And in the interest of living openly, … Read the rest
attention, people of the internet; let’s do REALTALK for a moment or two here, okay? pour yourself a drink, settle in for a little bit, and stay with me here. i may not know much about some things, but i’ve learned a lot about knowing people, and something tells me i’m not the only one who’s been feeling this way lately.
i’m weary, y’all. weary of these false connections forged over computers, of the … Read the rest
this december, i will be 33 years old–and i’m quite sure that i still have no idea what i want to be when i grow up.
i’ve lived many lives up until this point, and i believe i’ve lived them well (to the best of my ability, anyway). something about this new one, though; it feels different somehow.
i’ve worked since i was fourteen years old, even earlier if you count all those under-the-table babysitting … Read the rest
i’ve spent this morning writing with a sleeping babe nestled on my shoulder, my one hand holding him close while working with the other. his face is nuzzled against my neck, and he breathes heavily, his tiny body rising and falling in the throes of a deep sleep. he feels safe here and i, for this moment, give thanks. for this moment, he knows nothing of the hardships this world will surely bring one day. … Read the rest
it is late-September here, which means we’re in that mysterious time of the in-between place–the days are still warm, but they’re also getting shorter; summer is struggling to hang on, but the truth is we’re on the cusp of colder winds and leaves too near death to remain on their branches.
autumn is my favorite time of year, and i always find myself eager to rush my way through the other months to get … Read the rest
a couple days ago on social media, i posted a picture of my son and i taken during his early morning nap. for the caption, i used some stream-of-consciousness writing to describe the season of transition i currently find myself in as i practice learning how to mother my tiny boy::
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at this time last year, i was an almost-married 31 year old, living in Philly, starting my first semester of grad school and teaching
I’m going to be honest: this story is not for everyone. A woman’s birth is an intensely personal and deeply subjective experience. Yet it also comes along with powerful emotions that can be difficult to sort through and process. It is for that reason that I chose to write out my birth and postpartum story; it’s for my healing. Please do remember that every pregnancy and birth is unique, even for the same woman. My … Read the rest
well, here we are at week 38, which means in 14 days or less (i will be induced if i haven’t gone into labor by my due date) i will finally be meeting my son or daughter face-to-face! after waiting for oh-so-long, it hardly seems real–but the doctor’s appointments and ultrasounds, aches and pains, sleepless nights and tumbles in my tummy tell me otherwise. back in november, i joined the most amazing online community of … Read the rest
well, here we are in the home stretch! i am 32 weeks today, which means i am into my eighth month already, and it won’t be long before our little one makes his or her much-anticipated appearance! the past few months have been trying. around 27 weeks, i was diagnosed with gestational diabetes, which means i am now labeled a high-risk pregnancy. gestational diabetes occurs in about 9% of pregnancies, and there is no known … Read the rest