Stillness
Peatuk has gotten into babbling lately. He has also gotten into ‘singing,’ which, unfortunately, sounds a lot like crying. The only difference is that he smiles at the end, which somehow makes forty seconds of,…
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#yesallwomen
Lately the internet has been flooded with retellings (or first tellings) of violence women have suffered, due simply to our gender. At first I was hesitant to add my voice to the chorus. Compared to some…
Shadows
Last night, I was putting Peatuk down for bed, and I noticed all of the shadows in our room. Our room is still in the process of being unpacked. That means that it is cluttered,…
Perfection
This isn’t what I imagined my life would be like at age 30. To be perfectly honest, I never really bothered to dream about the future that much. I suppose that occasionally, while dating particularly…
The Anti-Body Shaming Movement Makes Me Question My Culture
I read this article on body shaming last night and I was immediately agreeing with it. I was “guilty” of many of the points in the article and, by the end, I was swearing to myself…
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The Ethical Side of Baby Making
If you asked me five years ago whether or not I would ever give birth my answer would have been no, or at least, “not likely.” Although I love working with kids I have never…
My First Mother’s Day (On The Other Side)
A couple of days ago I had a little talk with Nikola. Generally I am not a fan of holidays and I prefer presents that are given because you found the perfect thing for me,…
The things you own…
I keep coming back to this struggle. Again. And again… And, now, once more. Nikola and I are moving into our new apartment (still- we have been both lazy and waiting to make the purchase…
For Nikola…
Do you remember that trip we took when the butterflies started suicide bombing us? It started with a couple of thick green splats on the windshield. I was fascinated but you were annoyed that you…
Poverty shaming… when sex belongs to the rich
I remember being a kid and being ashamed that my family didn’t have as much money as other families. We may not have been poor, I realize now, but at times I definitey thought we…
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