Category Archives: motherhood

The construction site

The other night, the kids are supposed to be asleep when I hear this from their room: “You have babies in your tummy,” says my three-year-old, C, to seven-year-old J.  “No I don’t!” “Yes you do!” “No I don’t,” on … Continue reading

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Worry Dolls

I wake up from a dream, in which I receive a piece of paper that contains the following sentence: You are one with death.  Morbid, I know.  But also, beautiful.  So, I go meditating on this and an image of … Continue reading

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I love your heart

For homework, J is asked to find items around the house that are examples of “translucent, opaque, and transparent.”  Panic arises as I start thinking about all the information he is eventually expected to acquire—and it feels like trying to … Continue reading

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The seagulls

“I wanna watch mommy play rocks,” C says, making my husband laugh so hard he starts coughing.  C is referring to the times I often sit, meditate, and yes “play rocks”—hold in my hands the various healing stones I have … Continue reading

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Day after day after day

When people ask me if my kids get along, I feel like there’s no simple way to answer that question. They love each other fiercely, are each other’s funniest comedian, crave each other’s company, but are also each other’s main … Continue reading

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To the market

Never turn your back to the ocean, my dad told me when I was about J’s age.  He also taught me that sometimes, getting crunched by a wave is inevitable and that there are ways to reduce the pain—letting go, … Continue reading

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Hard caramel

It’s never about the fucking garlic bread, and I knew that the other night when I became suddenly so irritable for no reason (literally internally fuming about an excess of garlic bread that I discovered sitting in the fridge past … Continue reading

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