Saturday morning I tried a spinning class. Ever tried spinning, internet? It’s this really neat form of cycling, which leaves your heart on the brink of collapse and your insides churning. It’s that hard. In fact, I had multiple day dreams during the hour (by the way, who does cardio for an hour?) of throwing [...]
Mama and Elsie cuddling on the bed.
Mama thinking how lovely is this girl.
Eyes close and they drift into slumber. The sweetness of being together.
Mama hears a sound.
Oh okay, Elsie’s bringing up a little milk. Dab, dab on sweet lips.
Oh okay, Elsie’s projectile vomiting everything she just ate in one supersonic arc all [...]
1. Simon and I realized we only have one toy for Elsie here in Riverside. Sassy. So we were brainstorming other possible “toys” in the apartment. Here’s what we came up with: Simon’s tools (namely the hammer), plastic bags, the empty borac acid bottle, tacks and other things that could easily slip down [...]
Dear Elsie,
Well, my little kitten. It’s time for an update. For starters, the other day I had such bad gas cramps, I thought I must be in labor. The pain was take-my-breath-away bad. Fortunately, it wasn’t a real emergency because it took the midwife four days to call us back. She left a message on [...]
We lingered in bed while Byron was waiting patiently at the lab for his mentor! But these are the last days of lingering. And we are relishing falling asleep in each other’s arms without a baby waiting in the wings.
Poor, poor waiting Byron. Little does Byron know he has an enemy—Simon’s wife, doing everything [...]
For the weeks of August 10-23:
WHAT I’M READING: Michael Ondaajte’s new book: Divisidaro. So distinct, his words. I can only handle the intensity in short bursts! I’m interspersing his poetry with Happiest Baby On The Block, which I’m told is a baby classic. I am learning strategies to calm my colicky child! Preventative care, okay?
1) [...]
Dear Elsie,
Daddy carried a dresser on his back in your honor. We found it in the University Family Housing trash. An excellent find that we are going to use as your change table, Kitten. Are you thrilled? Unfortunately, it wouldn’t fit in the car. And don’t think we didn’t try from every angle. Cause if [...]
Dear Elsie,
Mama loves breakfast. I hope you will love it too, and we will have lots of intimate brunches together. Daddy will make us amaranth pancakes, and I will read us breakfast poetry. I will have to read pretty loud, ’cause Daddy and I like to blare Lucinda Williams or Kathleen Edwards over break. But [...]
I call my midwife to re-schedule the appointment we missed while we were in Toronto. I recognize her voice immediately and say: “Hi Leonette, it’s Rebecca Davey.” (Note I say both FIRST and LAST to avoid confusion). We schedule the time. Then she says: “Now what’s this for?” Now I’m confused: “Um, a check-up?” “Oh, [...]
