I never entirely understood how parents could say they loved their children before they were born. But now… I’m writing this as a kind of note to my pre-pregnancy self, to try to explain what it’s like.
There is a freshness about my life now that I appreciate deeply. Time slows down when everything is new.
A NYT post about sound architecture has me thinking about how we experience sound in our daily lives, and how it’s so often a poorer understanding than how we experience the world visually.
Eight-ish weeks to go, depending when Pudding decides to make her appearance. Eep!
Glimpses into my second and third trimester, with photos.
It’s my annual desktop calendar, just for you. Enjoy!
Self-defense is communication. It’s not (only) about how hard you hit but how hard you convey that whatever’s being done to you is not okay with you. It’s a skill we’re all born knowing, but many of us get it trained out of us by adulthood — leaving us vulnerable, body and mind.