Hey! You found me! I'm so glad you're here. Today's a big day in my little corner of the Internet. I have a new piece up at Coffee + Crumbs. Do you know them? Maybe that's how you got here, or maybe you've just wandered in on a fortuitous occasion. In any case, the ladies … Continue reading I’m so glad you’re here.
There are plenty of things I’d like to forget. The signs on the wall in the maternity ward. “Have you traveled to China in the last three weeks? Please see a nurse.” As if this one question zeroes in on all possible risk, as if anyone in this local hospital can do a damn thing … Continue reading I Hope You Remember
This year love looks like countless hours, countless miles in the van between home and hospital. This year love looks like clear, plastic bins of baby clothespreserved or passed on,no longer needed. This year love looks like tiny scratches covering my breasts,a bloody map of her appetitefor milk and mothering. This year love looks like a bouquet of … Continue reading Five Trash Bags
HELLO to everyone visiting from Coffee + Crumbs today! I'm so psyched to have them share my piece, "Lifting the Lonely," up on the blog, and I'm pleased as punch that you found me. Do you ever do this? Sometimes I make plans for folks to visit (ok, this happened a lot more often pre-Covid, … Continue reading Welcome!
*Not my bathroom. You can tell because it's clean. Ooooooooboy, we do a LOT of bathroom talk around here these days. My oldest, Ella, is incredibly private, so we were not prepared for the middle kiddo, Audrey, to talk about her bodily functions basically nonstop and with great glee. She made up a song about … Continue reading Bathroom Talk
Do you ever just lose track of time? I’ll be sitting on the couch playing the Wordle archive and suddenly realize it’s after 6pm and I haven’t started the kids’ dinner yet. Or my husband and I will be laughing about something hilarious our toddler did, and we can’t remember if it was this morning … Continue reading An Extra Year
Confession: I hate winter. Ok, that’s not quite right. I don’t hate winter. I love seeing tracks in the snow, or hawks in the bare branches of the trees. I love the sound of crunching under my feet and the scritch of squirrels on frozen bark. I love winter food and winter clothing (SWEATERS, am … Continue reading Confession Time
I used to change my name a lot as a kid. I tried on every nickname variable I could think of, signing my stories and sometimes my homework with pseudo-pseudonyms - recognizable, but just a little different. The nameplates in the notebooks of my childhood bear witness to this, with Danielle, Danni, Dani, Dannie, Danie, … Continue reading An Infinite Pond of Names
At 5:30pm on a Tuesday my husband is planting hydrangeas.He is planting twelvehydrangeas that he bought in a week when we did not really have the money, and I asked if they were an emergency or on sale or going out of business.This is the season, he says, for plantinghydrangeas. At 5:30pm on a Tuesday … Continue reading Hydrangeas
Friends. We had a hell of a week. The whole fam got norovirus over the weekend, which resulted in an ER visit for Ella, an insurmountable pile of laundry, and two completely destroyed parents. Seven full days later, our house still looks like a scene out of 28 Days Later London, with little vignettes of … Continue reading Flowers on Friday