Love Story – 10 weeks
I’m lying with you in bed. You’re on my belly sideways, skin to skin, and you’re asleep with your head in the crook of my arm. Currently, you have one arm over your face, the other under you, but you...
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Love Letter – 14 Weeks
To my beautiful baby Caid: You are 14 weeks today. It’s also my last week home with you before I resume working. While I’m excited to get back to my classes, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to...
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“First” Mother’s Day
As the sun sets on my first mother’s day, I share a few thoughts. This baby made me a mother, but mothering has always been in me. I don’t feel that different other than extreme gratitude and loving...
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Starting week two of working after baby. No tears (that I can remember, but baby brain is in full effect) and I am really quite happy to be back to my classes! It’s a somewhat conflicting state,...
View ArticleLove Warp
When I was pregnant, multiple people informed me I was going to fall in love with my baby. What they didn’t explain to me was that I was going to fall in love. Someone probably told them the same thing...
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Maeve-Like
7 months postpartum. Been talking a lot about this lately… It’s like one of those dreams you have between opening an eye at 6:48am, realizing you have 12 minutes unti your 7am alarm so you quickly shut...
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Random Acts of Braiding
I was getting ready in the locker room today after teaching class, and this older (than me) woman walked directly toward me and my little corner space. She was in just her undies, which is always...
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You are crashing toward 17 months — sometimes quite literally. You nourish me more than air. Today I watched you play in the mud at the park even though I said it wasn’t a mud day. Ha! You win. You...
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My sweet little buster Caid, It’s love letter time… They are all in my head/heart and I know I won’t remember all I feel. As real and ripe and intense as they currently exist, these moments get...
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Climb Mama
This is me, flush faced at the Santa Monica stairs yesterday. It was the first time I’d visited in probably six to nine months. So yes, if I look shocked and confused, that’s why. That’s not true. I...
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