Saturday, February 9, 2013


Dear woman at the co-op,

I did not ask for, nor want, your unsolicited opinions about my childrearing. Nor did I have any interest in the guilt trip you were trying to lay on me when I admitted that I was feeling overwhelmed about having two children. I don't care that you had four children and wish you'd had more (or that your friend had had seven and wish SHE'D had more) - perhaps you hadn't noticed, but I am neither you nor your friend. I was having a tough week with a sick kid, a sinus infection, and a trip to the mainland with Finn and would have, instead, appreciated a little kindness and understanding.


Monday, February 4, 2013

love is...

lying in an uncomfortable position, exhausted and sick, with an even more exhausted and sick kiddo asleep on your chest, unable to move or even think and knowing - without a shadow of a doubt - that there is nowhere else you'd rather be.