Breastfeeding

When Charlotte was an infant, one of the women I most deeply respect in my family told me that in her opinion when a mother is still nursing a child who can walk and talk, she is doing it for herself.  →MORE...

Now that we are in the final trimester of this pregnancy, Donald and I have begun preparing Charlotte for the arrival of her infant sibling. It is…not going well. There are aspects of this process that Charlotte understands well and is →MORE...

We’re a mile into the canyon.  Trees hang thick and green over the trail.  Speckles of sunlight dance along the ground.  A bird to our left is releasing a piercing cry, single loud chirps over and over again. We’re standing in →MORE...

On the first day of her life, I laid her on my belly and let her search for milk.  She quieted and focused her efforts.  She sniffed, mewed, and propelled her body forward until she came to my nipple.  Exhausted by →MORE...

Jul 20, 2012
“How do you want to celebrate your birthday tomorrow?” I asked her. “Maybe swinging,” she said.  Donald built and hung a tree swing in our backyard a few months ago.  Nearly everything about toddlers is perfectly lovely – the phrases they →MORE...