Dream a Little Dream
Sometimes I feel most like myself in my dreams. Strange, because in these dreams I am rarely myself. The other night I dreamt of four different couples. I flitted in and out of all of…
I chose right…
It’s my husband’s first father’s day! They don’t actually celebrate father’s day in Bulgaria, but then, I have never seen a Bulgarian father as involved and in love with his son as my husband is.…
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,…
#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…