Last night, we attended an art show. A big one. In an actual museum. And I was one of the artists. We were asked to pose for a photo on the red carpet. We got escorted into the gallery, passing a line of people waiting to get in. We even got congratulated by complete strangers […]

Dear Henry, You are 2 months old today. Happy 1/6th birthday! I had meant to write you when you turned 1 month old—my goal has always been to write you a letter every month—but those first few weeks flew by in a blur. Our family who helped keep us afloat had just left, and your […]

For the past several weeks I’ve been wondering if things would go back to normal. If my body would go back to the way it was. If our sleep would even out a little bit. If my time would become my own again. But I’m learning there’s no such thing as normal. There’s only a […]

It’s my first full day back at work, and I’m taking a coffee break to say hello. Thanks to Rama who is watching over the little babe while I sit in my sunroom studio, and thanks to my mom who will be doing the same two days a week. Pregnancy really sapped my creative energy, […]

• When I said I wasn’t scared to have a c-section, I meant it. I wasn’t scared because I hadn’t thought it through. I didn’t think about the fact that I would be sliced open and that I would have a scar. I didn’t think about the fact that I would take a heavy dose […]

The night before Henry was born, I entertained the notion that I might just be pregnant forever—or at least another week or two. I was already four days overdue. Bets had been placed on the 15th and the 18th, but here it was, August 20th, and I was only 1 centimeter dilated. “Maybe he’ll be […]