Monday, September 8, 2008
For the week of September 7-13: WHAT I’M READING: Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert. Read the book and note the distinction she makes between the meditation she does at her Ashram in India, and her description of Vipassana. My dad has done two ten day Vipassana retreats—the really tough stuff—where you meditate for hours [...]
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 her throat. [...]
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, [...]
My grandma told me the first word I learned was “more.” Gives me pause. Is it wrong to ask women to stop telling me their birthing horror stories? Gentle Simon told his colleague to ‘Fuck off.’ It’s comforting to know he also has an evil twin. When our air conditioner starts blowing, Simon and I [...]
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, [...]
Blogging is harder in Toronto. Too many things…personalities…lives to negogiate. My mind gets busy and full. My solitary life in Riverside, on the other hand, lends itself to writing…blogging…reflecting on my belly and me. Elsie Pelsie. Elsie Belsie. Elsie Felsie. Though now I have a couple days to slow down. My mama, sis and I [...]
I waddled today for the first time. Very sexy, I know. I was walking out of Starbucks and I caught myself in the reflection of a car window. The woman was waddling. Up until now, I had prided myself on avoiding that particular pregnancy cliche. But everyday unfolds anew, and I continue to surprise myself. [...]
I wish I were following myself around with a camera and making a documentary about my auditioning experiences, ’cause they’re all gems. Everyone. Like my preggo audition yesterday. A documentary chocolate sundae. A documentary orgasm. A documentarian’s dream! First, there’s always the panic of being on time, which means lip gloss and mascara applied at [...]
I need to figure out how I’m feeling…strange these days. Bucky, the dog is also feeling strange. But while I’m using words to work out my unease, Bucky is disemboweling the parmesan cheese container. I don’t have the will to stop him. Go ahead, Bucky. If parmesan cheese floats your boat, I’m happy. Keeps you [...]
