What a moment to myself looks like
Baby F is sleeping and I have a moment to myself. I finish folding laundry. I think about cleaning the kitchen counters but instead I… Read More »What a moment to myself looks like
Baby F is sleeping and I have a moment to myself. I finish folding laundry. I think about cleaning the kitchen counters but instead I… Read More »What a moment to myself looks like
Teaching mama and baby yoga has had me questing to discover the best yoga postures for energy. Because sleep is hard to come by… Read More »Young hearts run free
I’m taking a refresher on how to write. Things like: tell an interesting story, have a conflict that gets resolved, include self-discovery. Be a little bit scared about each post.
J is always telling me to shake up my routine. As a way to shake up my thinking. I look at baby F and think about all those neural pathways that have yet to be formed.
Actually, one unexpected benefit of baby F’s early wake ups is that all she wants is to get up at 6 am and play with her cup collection and edible book. So while she’s doing that I’ve started meditating.
In other words, she forges neural pathways while I attempt to clear mine.Read More »Surrender
I forgot how unpleasant it is to bike in the rain without a back fender. That slice of Scot somewhere in my blood has left… Read More »Cycling in the rain
J and I were asked to visit a prenatal class at the birth centre where we had baby F and share some of our experience.… Read More »You will have sex again
It’s evening in paradise. Today I stood by the ocean, reading the “beware of the rip tides” signs and observing the plentiful red warning flags,… Read More »Don’t panic
And just like that, the summer comes to an end. Those who will get tanned have done so. Those who will have barbecues, go waterskiing, see outdoor… Read More »So long sweet summer
Parenting today was letting my teething four month old gnaw on my knuckles. And sleep on my body like I was a piece of furniture.… Read More »Goodnight laundry (a bedtime story)