Sunlight on oxalis, redwood forest, November 2012
Thanksgiving dinner tasted great. But after the extended family’s annual walk up to the park/football game (greatly anticipated by my football-obsessed older child this year), we sat down to eat dessert and I couldn't eat it. I could not eat dessert. You got that, right? Because it is a highly unusual occurrence in these parts.
Immediately I remembered last Thanksgiving, and the epic 24 hours of puking that followed as a horrendous stomach virus (not food poisoning) took down four of the six people in my house. Then I shook my head. No way we could have that bad of luck two years in a row.
And we didn't. But I got a stomach virus and then a respiratory virus and, after two weeks of illness, went to the doctor who told me go to bed and stay there. Sometimes you need someone with authority to tell you it’s okay to step away from the workings of the family as much as possible, use your precious childcare hours to sleep, and watch too many Downton Abbey reruns on your laptop.
I’m finally feeling better, and ... more
My baby, Emry at 3 days old, October 2010
I love birth stories, birth junkie that I am, but it's not often that one makes me laugh.
You should read this (by one of my sister's friends). Even if you're not a birth junkie, it's great.
A year ago, I was pregnant.I went to the pool a lot. Sometimes with my pregnant friends.Elan was already telling the baby jokes.Did I mention? I was VERY pregnant.But soon not to be.At 2 a.m., I woke up. It was pouring. First I heard the rain, then I felt the sensation of the contraction. It was the baby's due date ... more
We are waiting for some big job news. Some big, long-awaited job news. My hubby has been semi-employed for 15+ months, and we're hoping that will change. Soon. But for now, we're in waiting land, limbo land, promising-and-hopeful-but-nothing's-certain land.It's hard to wait.I wish I were more patient. It appears that is a theme for me lately.The distracted feel of the past few days reminds me of how I so often felt early in my pregnancy with Emry: promising and hopeful, but nothing certain. I couldn't be blissfully trusting after ... more
After Mikhail lost his job over a year ago and started working from home, he took over our home office and a corner of our bedroom became my office. It was a plain little space, my beautiful vintage table that I used as a desk perpetually piled with projects in progress.Truthfully it was not a very inspiring place to work, but I don't usually do my creative writing at a desk anyway. I use a desk for paying bills and doing household and organization work. The work that needs more ... more
Raise your hand if you've ever gone bathing suit shopping when you're 7 weeks postpartum.I didn't think so.I'm not so much brave as desperate. As I mentioned recently, swimming is an awesome mind-cleanser for me, and Elan is putting us through the wringer, so I need a good mind-cleanser right about now. And the bathing suit I wore all through my pregnancy was starting to put me at risk for indecent exposure so...I started with one-pieces. I thought they would be more flattering. But this was an athletics store, ... more
Today, I got back into the pool. There were a few big hurdles to surmount: 1) the baby had to get his first bottle, an event which makes me tear up with the thought he doesn't need me anymore, but that I know is necessary if I'm going to have some freedom in the many months of nursing to come and 2) I had to deal with the bathing suit situation.I should back up for a minute. The last few months of my pregnancy, after I hurt my back and ... more
Let's get real about the post-partum body, shall we? We don't all look like this:Jessica Alba, 3 months post-partumOr even better, like this:Rebecca Romijn, 6 weeks post-partum after TWINSIn fact, very many of us new moms - I would guess the majority - look more like this:me, 2 weeks post-partumI remember after Elan was born I was a bit shocked by the belly that remained. The same shape as what it had been, just shrunken down, empty and slack. The skin was soft and brown, and I completely ... more
We are so thrilled to welcome our baby boy to our family!
Emry Isaiah Brams Davis
October 22, 2010
7 lbs 15 oz, 20.5 inches
Emry is a Welsh name that means "honorable" (Davis is a Welsh name). Isaiah is a name I love and also in honor of David Brower, Mikhail's mentor, who loved to quote from the Book of Isaiah. In the tradition of Mikhail's family, my last name is Emry's second middle name (we did this with Elan too - his name is Elan Joshua Brams Davis).
He came exactly on ... more
This is my boy.We think he looks a little like an Ewok.He woke up at 5:30 this morning. Mama was not pleased.Of course, I had already been up since 4. Pregnant insomnia. That one good night's sleep with the Valerian was awesome, but I guess it was a one-shot deal.Here he is with Doggie in the pocket of his new apron. In our house, we call this a "morale-boosting outfit." As in, the cuteness factor boosts Mama and Dada's morale.He's even taken to helping with the ... more
Well, here I am at 38 weeks + 5 days.Yes, I am counting the days.Elan was born at 38 weeks on the dot. Which means this baby is already asserting that he/she is a different personality than big brother. Elan came much earlier than we expected, and Mikhail and I often joke that we've been playing catch-up ever since. I rarely in my parenting life have the experience of being "one step ahead" of my strong-willed and big-personalitied little fellow. I never really feel prepared; I always feel like I'm ... more