Smattery

There are times I absolutely can’t believe that Brad and I made this beautiful, silly, stubborn, curious and strong little girl.

Sometimes when I’m feeling particularly desperate, I read old entries of Dooce’s from when she first became a mother. One day in the harrowing first week of parenthood, I sat there reading this entry out loud to Brad, and simultaneously crying and laughing so hard I almost couldn’t get the words out. If I had …

I’ve had this blog post in my head for a few days now, but haven’t had the chance to write it down. It’s about how, at least in these first couple of weeks of motherhood, everything – no matter how mundane – is in relation to the baby. It’s a disconcerting feeling, as though I’ve …

It amazes me how much Eva changes from day to day. Physically, temperamentally… everything. Yesterday at this time, I was sobbing and asking myself if I was going to be cradling an 18-year-old to sleep, because it seemed like there would be no end to Eva’s need to be in contact with us while she …