I can’t believe it’s been over 18 months since that night. It seems like yesterday, and a million years ago, and like it never really happened, and like it’s burned into my brain — especially that photo of me in…
Author: calm mama
by any means necessary (a.k.a. navel gazing)
Why am I suddenly caught up in military metaphors? Alternate title for this post: Don’t ask, don’t tell. During our sleep struggles over the last two weeks, it came up in conversation that perhaps blogging and facebooking (yes it’s a…
unbelievable
First off, the sleep report. Last night, I refrained from blogging how it went, and that’s a drag because I already can’t remember. I was afraid I’d been blogging the sleep too much. But it’s what’s going on with us…
a (not-so) short report on sleep
Last night, he didn’t fall asleep till 10pm. And it wasn’t for lack of trying on our parts. For TWO HOURS. Sheer. Misery. Today he napped for an hour from 11-12, in the midst of an otherwise gorgeous day of…
smoove like buttah
Some new favorite things have emerged of late. For example, Jonah likes scrambled eggs for breakfast. He didn’t, for a long time, and now he does. Lots and lots of scrambled eggs. So I made us scrambled eggs for breakfast,…
art, astute, anarchy
Today it’s three, three, three posts in one: ART I’m sitting in my bedroom, meditating. Scott is on Jonah duty. It’s morning, so that involves light surveillance while making coffee, breakfast. I hear a prolonged series of thudding, scratching noises…
cheetah vs. leopard, and painting
There are many things I am going to learn because I am a parent. Some will be related to parenting. Some will give me insight into myself as a person. Some will force me to grow. Some will be things…
happy 18 months, boo!
Dear Jonah, As I type this, you are sitting on my lap, even though I vowed to minimize your exposure to video screens until age 3. No matter. You aren’t interested in the screen. You’re playing with a tiny hand-painted…