Linking up with Amanda at Habit of Being – November prompt-a-day 29 November’s prompt My eldest child is a maker. An idea possesses her, and with a single-mindedness I can only admire, she decides what she is going to create, and she makes it. This week when I unfairly stopped her from taking the coffee table up […]
One of the most astonishing things about become a mother for the first time was the feeling that I would never again be a unitary being. Holding my baby in my arms, looking into the tar-black pools of her eyes, I knew that I would always be connected to this person. I would be responsible […]
I like to run, but it doesn’t come easily to me. I’ve always said, “I’m not a runner.” When I was in high school I was always the last person to finish the obligatory weekly “fun run.” (What sick P.E. teacher named it that, I ask you?!) I walked the whole way, and whenever I […]
The first weeks with a new baby, especially your first, can be a mind-blowing experience. There seems to be so much to do for the little one, and the mix of emotions is potent. One minute you might feel elated with your new arrival, another minute tearful from lack of sleep, then later overcome with […]
Nine years ago I gave birth to my eldest child in the local hospital. Twelve beds lined the walls of a rectangular room, our babies in plastic boxes at the bed side. There were curtains that could be pulled between each bed, for a sort of sham of privacy, but midwives, in their black shoes, […]
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