My dearest and most eminent little one: For the first time since you were born, I have failed you. Ah haha I’m kidding–I have failed you so, so many times since you were born. I failed you WHILE you were born when I couldn’t push you out like a real woman! I failed you for […]Read more "2 years, 1 month: It’s People"
Oh hey, kiddo. You’re 23 months old! You’re a mere month away from your second birthday. I’d say “I can’t believe it,” but as I type this, you’re crouched on the floor of my parents’ family room, “helping” close the eyes of Kimpy, the definitely-worse-for-the-wear 40-year-old baby doll that used to belong to me. (“Kimpy” […]Read more "23 Months: LET’S GO VIOLET"
It’s November 28, and you, my inimitable daughter, are closing in on your second birthday like president-elect Donald Trump on Pennsylvania at 11:30 pm on Election Night. (Too soon? It will always be too soon. Alas.) A year ago, our little nuclear family was decamped (and very briefly glamped) in Texas amidst our much larger […]Read more "22 Months: PIPSQUEAK!!!!"
All told, it wasn’t technically a bad night. Last night, I mean. We’re doing this update in medias res, I hope you don’t mind. (You’re a 21-month-old, and your reading vocabulary is still limited to one-syllable words about animals and your own name, so I’m going to make presumptions, even though you know what they […]Read more "21 Months: It’s 3:39 a.m. and I am BLESSED WITH THE BEST."