Buckle up. This is a long one. This is the post I’ve been thinking about writing, and then changing my mind about for the last nine months. Now, as my little man (born nearly nine pounds, on the ninth day of the ninth month, nine months ago to the minute) begins life longer “on the outside” than he was on the inside, it seems like the right moment. Still, I vacillated even while writing between feeling like I was sharing too much and not enough. As a doula, birth is a subject close to my heart. This was never meant to be a complete documenting of our birth (I won’t get into the many walks we took, the cake I baked, or the point at which I tried to prune our hydrangeas), but my hope is that in sharing this glimpse into our story, I might help other women in … Continue reading
Hard to believe, but yes, our little man is six months old today. Where, oh where did the time go? No time for waxing poetic, here’s a look back over the last three months since our last photo barrage.
Christmas was special, seeing the lights and color through his eyes. I imagine the years to come will be even more so!
Sleeping is still our nemesis. Or not sleeping itself, but sleeping by himself. I snapped this picture the single, solitary time I was able to get him to nap in his little bassinet for more than 10 minutes. He did 45 minutes that time (me watching him like a disbelieving hawk the entire stretch) and has refused to repeat the performance. But isn’t he just an angel? Le sigh.
True to his roots (I’m a notorious bookworm), Q is obsessed with books. In fact, he comes the closest … Continue reading
Chaps. It’s all going to be ok. Really.
Q is just over 5 months old now, just cut his first tooth (my god is that thing sharp!), and just wants to sit up, stand up, or move, move, move! And all I can think is: we’re getting there. Sweet, sweet normalcy. One sign of me (literally) getting my feet under me was a recent bout of spontaneous kitchen dancing. Few things represent both symptom and cause of my happiness more than prancing about with unbridled glee whilst cooking and listening to truly wonderful music. Since there’s no video camera in my kitchen (thank goodness), allow this fellow to demonstrate (and rep my Hawks to boot!).
Much more on our little Q man coming up, but here’s a pic for his fans.
It has been a difficult week for magic in this world, as we now bid goodbye to the unequalled Alan Rickman, also 69, also lost to cancer. While I feel conflicted about how much we make of celebrity deaths versus, say, the hundreds of unnamed refugees dying each day, I cannot help but mourn the passing of another giant in my own life (here’s one from the vaults expressing my love). As anyone who has ever read and loved Harry Potter knows, Rickman portrayed on film the magnificently complex character of Snape as no one else could. But Snape aside, his other works include some of my all-time favorite and formative films, such as Sense and Sensibility, Dogma, Blow Dry, Bottle Shock, and Love Actually. Not to mention his hugely humorous roles in Galaxy Quest and Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves…
In … Continue reading
Last night a little magic went out of the world with the death of the incomparable David Bowie. Many much more eloquent, and significantly more rested tongues than mine are/will be singing the praises of this great artist, but I wanted to share my own little celebration of his life. Thank you Ziggy Stardust for the music, style, and wonder you brought to the world. And for Jareth the Goblin King.
As another fun snippet, here is a link to his Formative Reading List, featuring 75 of the artist’s must-reads and including such gems as A People’s History of the United States by Howard Zinn and Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov.
Lastly, let us console ourselves knowing that while Tilda Swinton lives, Bowie can’t really be gone (because clearly they are in fact one person)…and that, when you get right down to it, we are all made up … Continue reading