Almost six months ago I had a baby. Since then I’ve written basically nothing. (The last thing I wrote says it all.) This lack of “productivity” (I put this in quotes because productive has come to mean something else entirely in the last while, mostly having to do with milk and laundry) is for all the obvious reasons that did not seem so obvious six months ago. In fact, right before giving birth, a friend asked me to look over a piece she had written for a blog about motherhood and in it she said something about how she used to have so much time.
I think my exact words in response were, “I always resent how parents constantly say, ‘I used to have so much time; what the hell did I do with it?’ as though all childless people have nothing to do.'” My friend was very kind and said nothing. Obviously she knew I’d be laughing at myself soon enough.
Years ago, I went on a date with a diabetic. This was during a time in my life when I was convinced that I would never, ever again meet someone I could possibly love, let alone spend the rest of my life with. I was 29 or so and in the thick of dealing with my body going awry and watching what I perceived as every single person I knew getting engaged or married, and so I went on a date with a man who asked me out on — if you can even recall such a time — Friendster. He claimed to be like Josh Lyman from The West Wing, and that meant a whole lot to me in those days. Continue reading →
Last Sunday I woke up late and was greeted with coffee and homemade muffins and three eager children wishing me Happy Mother’s Day. Before 9AM I had homemade gifts thrust at me and a one-year-old trying her best to mimic … Continue reading →
The first present my husband ever gave me was a red life jacket. It was my twentieth birthday, and because he had overlooked wrapping paper, he presented it to me half-disguised in a soft camouflage rifle case that belonged to … Continue reading →
The pointer on the computer screen hovered over the word “Submit”. Ninety dollars seemed like a lot of money. When I had thought of it as $30 per month for three months, it hadn’t seemed so bad. I thought I’d … Continue reading →
If you’ve been here with us for awhile, you may remember that I live for most of the year in a beautiful but stiflingly remote place, a place where both my husband and I own businesses and love our work … Continue reading →
In case you missed it, there’s a new feature here at Mother Sugar called, The Salon: What You Know For Sure. Every month we’ll be asking a new question and inviting all of you to respond. Big or small, long or short, send us your memories and we’ll share ours. Today’s post draws on this month’s theme:
Last week, talking to a dear friend on the phone, I started a sentence with, “Having been married a week, now…”. She laughed and said I should put that in a blog, so here we are. Although, I have now … Continue reading →
A few weeks ago, I was standing in a little boutique in a hip area of town, wearing what can only be described as a gown, staring at myself in the mirror with a surprised look on my face. People … Continue reading →
Last week, our friendly UPS deliveryman set another large, heavy box on the tiled floor of our office. (It is the time of our business year for receiving deliveries, for purchasing what we hope to sell over the next few … Continue reading →