Category Archives: postpartum 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 »
The Rabbit Hole
You start out on a journey without a compass or a clue. You don’t realize that nothing could have prepared you for this. You are hurled into a new timeless existence where day and night are just figments of your imagination. At first you are too bewildered to know what happened. You know you should (…) MORE »
The Two Percent
Nathaniel is my only child. He’s 20 months old. I had him when I was 40. For most of my life, I never planned on having children at all, then I met my husband who used to answer, “A dad,” when he was a kid and adults asked him what he wanted to be when (…) MORE »
I Used to be a Backyard Nudist
I used to be a backyard nudist. My husband and I called it “Nude Scone Time”. Like somehow we could make being nude in our back yard respectable if we used a British tea term. We live in the desert where the temperatures allow for nearly year round “Nude Scone Time”. And in a city (…) MORE »
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 »
