I have a heavy heart today, because today is the beginning of the end of my journey breastfeeding Felix. For more than a week, Felix’s appetite and need for comfort have hit a crescendo I feel I can no longer comply with. Any moment I’m sitting down, he’s climbing up asking for ‘ma ma… Continue reading journey’s end
I love a good thrift store. I love the element of the unknown, the thrill of a deal, the nostalgic connection to our recent past. We go to the thrift store almost every weekend. It always feels sort of sad and beautiful and funny, all at the same time. A trip to our local Amvets… Continue reading museum of thrift
My chest tightens and I feel a deep sense of sadness, frustration, hopelessness when I make the mistake of clicking on a comment section as I scroll through my social media feed. The sort of anger, hatred, cemented opinions that average people from all walks of life are posting–it shocks me. People I know and… Continue reading be the drop in the bucket
I’m writing this in solitude. Nobody’s home, just me. The quiet is surreal. My husband has taken our boy (can’t say ‘the baby’ anymore, he’s too big!) out to pick up some groceries, and specifically ordered me not to do any dish washing or chores. I’ve got a rotten cold, so I took a dangerously… Continue reading how it is, how it was
Below, some simple ideas for what to do when your little babe comes down with a cold… It always seems like whenever significant shifts in weather patterns occur, our immune systems get all confused and disoriented. A nor’easter blows through and suddenly your little one’s nose is a leaky spigot. I’m no expert on colds,… Continue reading achoo!
If you are a parent who feels relaxed and chill about the time you’ve got to prepare nourishing meals for your child, please raise your hand. Anyone? As my child toddles his way towards that 18-month milestone, I find meal planning to be really challenging. I thought I’d take a moment and share what our… Continue reading nourishment on the fly
Now, more than ever, there is a great emphasis on personal identity. Who are we, how do we define ourselves? In becoming a mother, I first felt that all my previous qualities got swept away in a tsunami. I hated it. Then I owned it and let it overtake me. Then it began to feel… Continue reading some ancestral musings