Seven weeks. My little poppy seed is now more the size of a bean or a blueberry. I’m amused by all of the pregnancy sites that use food to try to convey the size of a baby as it grows.…
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The Experience
It Isn’t Hypocrisy if Breastfeeding Makes You More Uncomfortable Than a Bikini
by sarah • • 5 Comments
If seeing a woman in a low cut top or a bikini barely registers anymore, but seeing a mother breastfeeding her child makes you uncomfortable… You haven’t seen it often enough. I no longer believe that it is hypocrisy. It…
The Experience
There For You
by sarah • • 0 Comments
I notice that your face is cloudy when you come off the bus. You snap at your little brother when he runs up to you to play. You go to your room. The door slams. I knock. You don’t answer.…
The Experience
Never “I Told You So”
by sarah • • 2 Comments
I’m thirty five years old. I have a history of thirty five years of experiences, thirty five years of mistakes, thirty five years of learning. You are five. You have a history of five years, much of which you might…
The Experience
It’s Time To Just Slow Down.
by sarah • • 0 Comments
Keenie is putting sand on her legs. It’s time to go. I ask her to come with me. She piles more sand on her legs. I ask her again. She doesn’t acknowledge what I am saying. I stay squatting next…
The Experience
Together We’ll Be Big.
by sarah • • 1 Comment
Clinging joyfully to her dad, giggling in the waves. I see a little watermelon swimsuit and a tangle of wavy-curls held up in the air by the arms that held me while I birthed her, while I birthed her brother,…
Pregnancy
Along for a Ride I Didn’t Buy Tickets For
by sarah • • 3 Comments
It is hot out. Muggy. I am tired and vaguely queasy. Everything feels off. A loop keeps repeating in my head. Why do I feel this way? I am pregnant. Oh. Wow. Why do I feel this way? I am…
The Experience
A Poppy Seed of Promise. (Bebe 4.0)
by sarah • • 22 Comments
Two pink lines. My hands start to shake. I show Alex. He’s the one that suggested that it might be time to test. He always seems to know. Right now I’m about four weeks along. Those two lines mean that…
The Experience
Post Holiday Meltdowns
by sarah • • 2 Comments
Post holiday meltdowns. Transitioning back into the week after a long and busy weekend. It is 6:30am, my phone starts vibrating with messages. “Help!” “My daughter had a fun weekend but today she is screaming about nothing, what can I…
The Experience
Tantrums are Teaching Tools
by sarah • • 6 Comments
I’ll crouch down as you stomp your feet on the hot pavement of the parking lot, your little face contorted with upset. You are trying to tell me something but your words are not coming and you are furious at…