• Home
  • About
  • Writing
  • Contact
sleep (mostly the lack of)

  • Rebecca Wednesday 22 April 2009 No responses
    Charming in Bed
    Lately Elan loves hanging out in Mama and Dada's bed. Something about not liking to sleep in his own...

  • Rebecca - Monday 20 April 2009 - One response
    Battle Lines
    When I was pregnant with Elan, there was one question that most concerned the friends and family members who knew us best. It was usually delivered around 1 p.m. on a Sunday, after we arrived late for a get-together, still shaking off the effects of our weekend morning sleep-a-thon. They would look from one to the other of us, shake their heads, and say: "So, who's going to get up in the morning with the baby?"In our lives B.C., Mikhail and I were both committed night-people. And even more than ... more
  • Rebecca - Monday 2 March 2009 - One response
    The Things We Do
    A few months ago, sometime after our move and before his second birthday, Elan stopped napping regularly. At first, I was confused: why aren't you asleep yet? Then disbelieving: no really, you mean you're not going to sleep at all? Then the panic set in: you're going to be cranky and exhausted and I'm going to have to deal with it all day!! Finally came the resignation: fine, you can sleep or not sleep, but you're having "quiet time" in your crib no matter what.This went on for months. Some weeks, ... more
  • Rebecca - Friday 27 February 2009 - 2 responses
    Loopy
    This is what happens when you get up at 4:50 a.m. By 8, you're drawing naked on the living room floor.
« Previous 1 2 3 4

SEARCH

TOPICS

  • cute talk
  • eats
  • family
  • friends
  • home
  • inspiration
  • life with baby
  • life with grade schooler
  • life with kindergartener
  • life with preschooler
  • life with toddler
  • loss
  • moments
  • postpartum
  • pregnancy
  • rants
  • sleep (mostly the lack of)
  • stuff I like
  • travel
  • well-being
  • writing

ARCHIVES

READING MATERIAL

Featured Recent Comments
  • it’s a boy!
    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…
  • the end of an era
    Today my grandfather, Popa Al Alper, passed away. He was 101 and a half. June 2008 Back when he turned 99, many of you sent him postcards in the mail.…
  • new story published!
    New story in print for the first time in a looonnng time I am happy to say that I had a story published in The Stonecoast Review, Issue 8. It’s…
  • In December
    It is December now, and I notice that for the past several months I have maintained silence here on my blog about how I have continued to deal with the…
  • a goal
    Yesterday I spent a lot of time thinking and writing about what kinds of habits or practices I could put in place that will support my vision of myself as…
  • All The Rest Is Just Icing
    30 weeks Warning: this post involves vomit. You might want to put down your sandwich. I might have mentioned before that I am not a puker. I have not vomited…
  • my new online home
    Come visit me at my new website — www.rebeccabrams.com Would love to see you there! Photo credit: Kevin Floerke
  • new story published!
    New story in print for the first time in a looonnng time I am happy to say that I had a story published in The Stonecoast Review, Issue 8. It’s…
  • sleep (mostly the lack of)
    Emry putting himself to bed on the couch, November 2016 I’ve written a lot about sleep over the years. When I recently went back and read old posts, I have to…
  • an animated robot takes on climate change
    Inca terraces and snow-covered peaks, Peru, July 2016 I’m not going to get into all the reasons I have had to pull myself out of despair over Trump becoming president.…
  • postscript: the bone in my yard
    Trying on handwoven ponchos, Peru, July 2016 A year ago, I published this essay that centered around a bone I buried in my yard, on direction from my character, shall…
  • i’m with Her
      Flying above this beautiful country, I look down at the earth. The great mother, still there, still mothering us all, despite our reckless obliviousness. I pledge allegiance to her.…

CONNECT

Subscribe via RSS
  • Home
  • About
  • Writing
  • Contact
Designed by Rafael Martín. Developed by Catherine Vo.
This Mama Writes © 2012.