Category Archives: depression
Happy belated Mother’s Day from a 2-and-a-half-year-old mom
Living things change. They adapt and grow and die. Trees leaf out, snakes molt, babies grow up into frat boys. It just happens. Aren’t you glad I picked this picture instead of one of a frat boy? So why is it I thought the moment I had a baby that I would be a (…) MORE »
Neverending Story
I’m sitting with my son in the back of the emergency room. We’ve been waiting 2 hours for the attending social work or psychiatrist or whomever to decide whether I can take him home, or whether he’ll be packed into an ambulance and driven to the pediatric hospital an hour away. We’re here because my (…) MORE »
In Media Res
I always wanted get born to be a place where participants could be unresolved without judgment, where conflictedness is our reality. I wanted it so desperately because it was and continues to be, what I need, sometimes more than breath.
Easy Schmeasy
I’m five months into my second round with active cancer. When I was first diagnosed in 2008, there was immense pressure, both internally and externally, to “make every moment count, as if saying count in italics, or with an italisized voice would make it stick. My inner voice, “HEATHER, make this moment count, dammit, even (…) MORE »
What I thought motherhood would look like
Other than a couple brief moments of rocking a swaddled newborn to sleep, I just started having some moments of, “now THIS is what I thought being a mom was going to be like.” And J will be 2 and a half next month. Do tell, what were the images you had in your head (…) MORE »
