The fathers we know and love have back stories, lives that were once free of the weight of parenthood. Before bedtime routines and bottles of milk and early morning wake ups, there were probably more late nights out with friends, bottles of beer and lazy Saturday mornings spent sleeping in (the same could be said … Continue reading From boyfriend to husband to father
It is 11 a.m. and I am laying on the floor of my newborn's room, covered in a cold sweat. My teeth chatter as I wrap my oversized bathrobe tight around my body and watch my baby play. He is well but I am not. I am overtired and running a fever and the only … Continue reading Motherhood is messy
The studio is quiet, hot and dimly lit. Walking on tiptoes, I locate what seems to be one of the last open plots of space and unfurl my teal-colored mat to claim it. The flip of the mat hitting the ground feels weighty, and loud. I look around but no one else has noticed. I … Continue reading Back on my mat
When our son was born in January, my husband and I, like many first-time parents, were so wrapped up in getting used to our new reality that we barely had time to eat or sleep or clean or think. Naturally many of our pre-baby commitments ended up tabled for a while - me, book club, … Continue reading We gave up church for Lent
It had been five weeks since our son was born, and I had a hair appointment with my favorite stylist coming up. I'd made it last December thinking this would be a good way to get myself out of the house. Glancing at the calendar that week, I remember thinking that it seemed rather ambitious to … Continue reading Why I’m being a little more selfish these days
I’ve been trying to write this post for weeks. This probably sums up parenthood or at least life with a newborn pretty accurately. You have good intentions: you make plans, get excited about said plans, and then? Baby has other plans. Your plans go out the window. Fixin’ to eat dinner at 6? Think again. … Continue reading Snuggles, spit ups and what’s surprised me most about motherhood
Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, The Little Mermaid--these were the love stories I learned as a child, thanks to Disney and my mom, who brought me to the movies. When I think about love idealized on the big screen, at least, according to Disney, it seems so shallow in comparison to the big love my mom … Continue reading Jack’s birth story
