I’m supposed to have posted weeks ago. It’s shameful, really. Why the delay? I’ve been trying to think of something to write about that isn’t about motherhood, or baby. And I keep coming up short. My yoga teacher laughed when … Continue reading
Life gets in the way. That’s what my midwife says when I explain how we missed our son’s nap window because we stayed at the restaurant five minutes too late having dessert, or when the fire alarm goes off and wakes the baby an hour and a half after bedtime. We are sleep training (have been for what seems ages), and my midwife holds my feet to the fire. Except that sometime, she says, life gets in the way.
Such is the case with Mother Sugar. Continue reading
Flapper pie told me to join a mommy group. I resisted. It’s hard to explain why. I guess I’ve always secretly liked to consider myself slightly out of the mainstream, slightly left or right of center. When I was a … Continue reading
The Bahrain airport still has a metal detector once you pass through immigration. It is only there to find out whether or not you are carrying alcohol in your carry on luggage. Most people don’t know this, so they meticulously … Continue reading
Today I tweezed. While I waited for my son to wake up, I tended to the wilds of my eyebrows, knowing each hair could be my last. Yesterday, I managed to change the duvet covers and cleaned the shower. Strange … Continue reading
When I was about 10 years old, I convinced my parents that I needed singing lessons by crooning out a rendition of Whitney Houston’s ‘Saving All My Love for You’. There I stood, a plump Asian girl, holding a plastic … Continue reading
When you were 18, what did you imagine your future would look like? How close does your life today come to that vision?
Fear. Certainty. Uncertainty. Excitement. Expectations. Assumptions. This is us at 18. We took certain things for granted, not knowing how to get there. We feared a lot of things that we would survive. We wanted to be grown up without having a clear idea of what that meant. Continue reading
It’s been just over a year since I’ve been back in Belgium full time, and I recently had some house guests who’d never been here before, which is always fun because not only is it important that we stuff them … Continue reading
To connect. That was our goal when we started Mother Sugar eight months ago. We wanted to share thoughts about the lives we were living, we wanted to try and express them poignantly. And we wanted to learn from one … Continue reading
I am not a busy person. I wake up without an alarm, spend a good portion of time in bed checking Pinterest, shower the dog with morning cuddles, talk to the bump, before slowly (more slowly each week) rolling out … Continue reading