“Have as many as the Good Lord will give you,” she says as her smile, though tired and aging, exudes her joy. I giggle sheepishly. With her unadorned clothes and shoulder length hair graying at the roots, she looks plain by the world’s standard. But she wears her happiness (and her baby) like jewelry. As [...]
Archive for the ‘Motherhood’ Category
35 I’m smitten
Jun 30, 2010 in Motherhood, OBABY!
40 proof that I am in a better place
Jun 23, 2010 in Motherhood, PPD
Anxiety is no mother’s friend. Even before my hormones and brain chemistry didn’t know what to do with themselves postpartum, I tended toward the worrisome. But then when a 7lb 11oz chunk of my heart came forth from my womb one day last July, I loomed on the edge of paralysis by fear. Every cry, [...]
7 an exercise in self-control
Jun 17, 2010 in Blogging, Motherhood
I am typing this right now on a smart phone. After quite the agony filled trip to the sprint store in which we switched to an expensive data plan and then were told that the phones we wanted were back ordered for 2 weeks, we were able to order them from the Sprint website and [...]
26 the greatness of it all
Jun 10, 2010 in Motherhood
I don’t believe that any person, ever, can be prepared for the high calling that is parenthood. I don’t believe any president has ever been fully prepared for what he would experience in office. I don’t believe any soldier has been prepared for what s/he would face in combat. I don’t believe any classroom teacher [...]
51 grieving motherhood as I thought it would be
Jun 8, 2010 in Motherhood, PPD
“The world is full of women blindsided by the unceasing demands of motherhood, still flabbergasted by how a job can be terrific and torturous.” – Anna Quindlen Blindsided is right. This was not what I had signed up for. The anger. The fear. The desperate exhaustion. The feeling of being swallowed up by my own [...]
18 knowing my very happy baby
Jun 7, 2010 in Motherhood, OBABY!
OBaby is a very content, very smiley child. He loves to make friends with people and smile at strangers in the coffee shop. He squeals with delight when I kiss the little rolls on his neck. He is truly a happy baby. So much so that I have started joking with DanO that we should [...]
