It is hot, and the AC does not work, not in our house, not with a mouse, not in our car, makes me go RAWR. (Sorry, Seuss.) Angus (not his real name) is really cooking now, quite literally, a little radiator in my belly. I think of Aristotle, who said that female fetuses are just…
A Mother’s Rosary
I am sitting on the front porch with my laptop, running through my outline, preparing. The door opens and Jack marches out, followed by his morning nanny. He is wearing a green and brown striped shirt, brown linen shorts with a beige drawstring, little boy flip flops with elastic along the back to keep them…
31 weeks
I was attending a class on water birth today, and you spent the entire time shaking my belly. The teacher could see from across the table. I left the room and said – see you in a few weeks! And then shivered. You’ll be here soon, and you become more real to me every day….
Two!
Your second birthday was pretty low key, but I loved the aquarium cake I made for you. You didn’t – it made you a little scared for some odd reason! But you got over it and ate all of the chocolate goldfish off the top. Lately you’ve started to say bye bye, see you soon!…
Two Boys
At the end of I See You Everywhere, a * novel by Julia Glass, a pair of teen boys gallops through her final chapter. Their names are Luke and Max. They make their boisterous entrance in cleats, trailing clods of mud and sod and one bouncing soccer ball, polite and dirty and loud. They include…