When I was reworking the template for this site, trying to make it a little more blog-y and a little less Angelfire/Geocities, I added the subtitle "Family // Fermentation // Faith" mostly because those are the things I like to spend my time thinking about and doing, and also alliteration. But while I've written a … Continue reading Finally, Fermentation: Making Yogurt at Home
Winnie made me dinner tonight. After Mike washed the purslane, Winnie took it for a couple (dozen) rounds in the salad spinner, which she carried back and forth between the kitchen and living room so she could show me how it worked.With everything spread out on the floor around them, Mike talked her through sprinkling … Continue reading Dinner with Winifred
This pregnancy is different. I mean, they're all different, right? Every baby is different, every pregnancy is different, every stretch mark is like a special snowflake of love that represents the unbreakable maternal bond and the whole of the history of humankind, right there in the scarred tread marks of life's snow tires. I think … Continue reading twenty eight weeks
February in New York can be cold and gray, sludgy ex-snow lining the sidewalks, so you'd think a February vacation to someplace warm, with sun and beaches, places that don't require wool clothing or a can of de-icer carried on your person, might be in order. Or you could be like us, and drive five … Continue reading Snowy, Snowy Days
I’m working on recording our holiday celebrations— what we ate, what we carried over from years past, and what we started anew— so that we can refer back in future years and see how our celebratory canon has grown and changed. For both Mike and me, food is our rhythm, what centers us, so we’ll … Continue reading What We Ate: Christmas Eve Edition
I woke up more slowly than usual. Mike had already fed Winnie. She brought me a ball in bed, clambering up on top of the bedspread and proudly displayed her new ball-kicking skills into my bedhead. It was a soft ball. We gathered up the day’s supplies (applesauce, clean dress, new stuffed bunny with a … Continue reading matins
I excused myself from the meeting to step outside, pressing my phone to my ear. "I’m sorry— we’re still meeting, and there’s no way I can make it to daycare on time.” I was embarrassed for Mike to have to pick up my slack yet again, embarrassed that there were four people who put a … Continue reading because what we really need are more words about work/life balance
