Rolling With It

It’s the last week in our rental, and since we’ve gotten here ZMP’s going-to-bed pattern has gotten worse.  Back at Chorizo House she was actually…

of faithlessness and ragù

I haven’t cooked — really cooked — in a long, long while. A few weeks ago, we decided we had to move very quickly to…

Coming Home on a Friday Night

It is 8:30 on a Friday night.  You had to stay at work late because of A Thing, and now you’re home.  You’re home, and…

Supply-Sideboob Economics

I have a running mental list of “things no one warned me about” when it comes to parenthood. Supply concerns is one of those. I…

The Mom I Thought I’d Be

So here we are at the final day of maternity leave*, and I wouldn’t say the time has “flown by”, but it has certainly passed.…

Getting Your Nesting On

Arguably, I didn’t get a chance to “nest”…except that I did.  Back in November/December. That was when things went on sale and I went a…

the Incredible Sleeping Zoë

Zoë is sleeping in my lap.  Mike is going to bed.  I’ll be up at 3, 6, and 9 to feed Zoë. Nursing is going…

Waiting for Zoe

At some point on Sunday, when we were still in a holding pattern, I opened my mouth and said with a complete lack of irony…

Preeclampsia and the Birth Story

So a week ago Sunday I had a baby, much to the surprise of me and my family. But first, the Saturday before: we’d just…

Nora

Thirteen years ago on Memorial Day or so, I lost a friend of mine. I don’t actually know all the details of her death, but…