Athena Timarie entered our world on August 29, 2022 and life has never been the same. We have been living in sleep-deprived bliss. V is the best big sister. Toward the end of my maternity leave, I looked at both girls and my heart cried out that it needed more time. I remember how hard … Continue reading
Giant bold disclaimer: Of course, I need to start out by saying that there is no one-size-fits-all approach to getting pregnant at an “advanced maternal age,” and that I what I did of course won’t work for everyone. This is simply my story of how we overcame “secondary infertility” at age 39 and went on … Continue reading
I realized something important about myself about three years ago, and it has become a kind of talisman that I touch when I need a reminder to trust myself. It guides me when I’m lost in the woods about a decision. It nudges me on when I’m afraid to take a risk. And it calms … Continue reading
We’re in the eighth week of “Shelter in Place,” here in Los Angeles. I’m still employed + working from home, surprisingly almost as much as I was working before everything closed — but even still, an influx of time has been deposited into my life. During these weeks, I’ve painted with my daughter. We’ve filled … Continue reading
We rolled in today slowly, gently, in comfy clothes. We spent a long time at the park with V’s cousins, had lunch, ran around the mall, and mostly stayed at home on the couch, snuggling and having snacks. When that got boring, we asked Alexa to play upbeat 80’s music and had a dance party. … Continue reading
I’m thinking about… …how grateful I am for our little family. How 2018 was hard on us financially, but really good to us emotionally. …how glad I am that I’m done with the holidays at work. I worked till 11pm last night and we had our busiest shopping day of our store’s history. It was … Continue reading
It’s here. It is over. This is Day 100; I have written here every single day for one hundred days. I can’t believe it. I feel fulfilled, alive, and sad. (I also still haven’t decided if I’m breaking up with the Oxford comma, or not.) Who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma? –Vampire Weekend … Continue reading
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, a holiday which always makes me feel a little empty and blue, though I think I may be okay this year. As I sensed it coming up, I offered to work, which shocked a lot of people. But honestly, it was what felt right for me this year; I doubt I will … Continue reading
Over a year ago, my friend Marianne (you know her from the How to Make a Vision Board post) suggested something kind of radical to the rest of our group. Rather than a gratitude journal, she wanted to start a gratitude text chain. Just the four of us, every single night, as the day ended. … Continue reading
small life, slow life 