These Weeks: An Ode

Thoughts from the past few weeks.  To this bouquet, picked and arranged by a certain three-year-old. To this sunflower, carefully tended by that same little boy. To this fluorescent sunrise.To these twinners quietly and methodically flipping through chapter books. To paradigm shifts and refocusing. To paying more attention and not worrying quite so much. To more …

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We Wait.

Today is my due date. I am still pregnant. We are waiting. When I was pregnant with Arthur, I happily told everyone that I didn't put much stock in due dates and preferred to think about having a due month (including the two weeks before and two weeks after). It was a good thought and …

Expectant

I am a filled vessel, swelling and bulging at the seams. wading through deepening mud. Slowing down but working harder. July. Heavy with humidity and heat. Swimming through the air. a slug, slipping through my own skin. unfolding onto my bed. • • • I am a roller coaster, climbing to its apex. Unable to …

Arthur Wonders

Arthur is in a super exciting stage of wonder right now. His questions have become more probing and curious and hard-to-answer. Here are some things he's been asking me lately: Why do plants die when it snows? Do slugs like rain? How do slugs move? What is butter made of? Why does butter not have …