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 walked to my car with a coworker, Cam. When we got to the fifth floor of the parking structure (one of my favorite places in the world), he said, “Whoa, look at those clouds!” They were bubbly, frothy pink clouds foaming up over the mountain ridges to the east. “Cumulonimbus,” I said automatically. “Why … Continue reading
Not tonight, Josephine I was reading Little Fires Everywhere by Celeste Ng a few weeks ago (my favorite book this year), and there’s a part where Izzy, an angry teenage character, shuts herself in her room and listens to Tori Amos over and over, the darkness of it opening her up, allowing her to confront … Continue reading
I don’t like myself when my kid takes forever falling asleep and I’m short as hell and snippy with her. She can’t control when she falls asleep. (But God, if she could!) I don’t like myself when I overbook my days and even a reasonable family visit feels like a burden. I don’t like myself … Continue reading
I sat in my therapist’s office on Friday, trying to find any other subject to talk about instead of the one prominently on my mind. I don’t get to see her that often (maybe once a month?), and I talked about absolutely everything else. Until I finally said, “So, today is day 100 of writing. … Continue reading
Today was 99% wonderful. V was really restless last night, and between her and C and Rolo sleeping (what felt like) completely on top of me, I didn’t sleep at all. But C granted me extra in-bed-alone time this morning and took V downstairs solo. (Thank you husband.) So by the time I hit my … 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
It happened today. All of the tension from the last couple of weeks, boiling hot, bubbling over, and then, ker-splat. I left my in-laws’ house so frustrated. With myself, for not speaking up. With my daughter, for behaving in the most nightmarish way possible, a way that she literally doesn’t even act except around them. … 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
I turned over in bed last night, and bumped into someone sleeping beside me. But it wasn’t my husband, it was V. Which is not a surprise, because V sleeps with us every night. Yep, we cosleep. Not any different from extended nursing, this was never our plan or anything we wanted! The story goes … Continue reading
small life, slow life 