“Funky” Business

I go through what I affectionately refer to as “funks,” from time to time. Like a mini-depression. The month of September was quite “funky” for me. It felt like I was in the Waiting Place; the one Dr. Seuss wrote about in Oh, The Place You’ll Go. I was waiting for my daughter to go …

My Angry Baby

My youngest daughter, Lenore, just turned a year old last month. From the moment she was born she was sunshine in a bottle. Her smiles came early and often, giggles too. She was honestly the happiest baby I had ever met. Which I wasn’t in any way expecting, being a pandemic baby. We isolated for …

My Breastfeeding Journey

            I breastfed both my children; at least for a little bit. My journeys were far from perfect, and neither went exactly as I hoped or expected. I think the way we’re spoken to about breastfeeding does it a great disservice; I feel like people talk about it in two ways. Either it’s “natural” and …