Boobs

Aug 31, 2009
To Charlie, sweet Charlie, my love, When I was pregnant with you, I always rolled my eyes a little bit at the folks who told me that your infancy would fly by. I mean, COME ON, they were saying this to →MORE...

After spending three of four straight nights red and feverish and shaking from chills, I called the doctor on Tuesday morning and requested that he call in a prescription for antibiotics.  For one reason or another, I seemed unable to shake →MORE...

The most surprising aspect of new parenthood has, for me, come in the form of a complete brain explosion.  Having a newborn, it turns out, is an exercise in total mindfuckedness.  MINDFUCKEDNESS.  That belongs in a dictionary somewhere, don’t you think? →MORE...

Aug 16, 2009
I have been thinking for awhile about taking the time to find a quotation, a few crap photographs that I would otherwise delete, and then mashing them all together so that I have a post that whispers a small story of →MORE...

Aug 14, 2009
Only a few days after I wrote here in praise of my mad breastfeeding skills – or in praise of the world’s greatest lactation consultant, IF YOU WANT TO NITPICK – the unthinkable happened.  I woke up with mastitis. You know →MORE...