Tag: mom

  • Stuff and stuff

    It’s easy to be overwhelmed when you’re surrounded, as I am at home, by stuff. Small stuff. Big stuff. All mixed in. Take any container of any size, and fill it with random toy-bits. Put that somewhere. A kind friend gives you more toys. Give ’em to the kids. They explode into a billion plastic pieces.…

  • Going Back

    And all I had to do for a week was to care for Alejandro–which wasn’t half as hard as it is here, when I’m working and constantly running around–and to show him the small things I remembered: the dock, the clams, the constant need for life jackets and bug spray.

  • Knocked Up and Feeling Down

    You’re not supposed to be depressed when you’re pregnant. You’re supposed to feel lucky and blessed to have the Power of Breeding. You should feel smug, as this song, recently shared by a FB friend, reminded me: “Pregnant women are smug. Everyone knows it. But nobody says it. Because they’re pregnant.” It’s kind of catchy.…