I didn’t sleep that night. I knew I should. And I was certainly tired enough. I even went to bed early. I hoped I would be able to settle. That I would relax. But instead of drifting off, I watched the minutes on the clock change. My mind raced. I could feel my blood pumping…
Category Archives: Newborn
Scrambled Me
One person’s Humpty Dumpty is another person’s omelet. In 400 words or less, write about a time when something was irrecoverably broken and the ensuing scramble. I wanted to write a post in response to this prompt for Write on Edge. It’s a great prompt. But I was stuck. Nothing was coming. I’m dealing with a breastfeeding…
A Circle of Hands
“Do you want Baby to come for stories?” I asked “Yes,” he said. “And prayers.” I set her on his bed. Helped him choose books. Lifted him up, over the toddler bed rails. And climbed in behind him. He moved closer to her, settling down at the foot of the bed. They were reclining on…
Baby Mohawk
Why, yes, that is a Baby Mohawk. And so is that. My hairdresser says she has “style.” I’m inclined to agree. Sadly, the Baby Mohawk seems to be falling. I think its days are numbered. I never thought I would miss a punk hairstyle so much. Linking up with By Word of Mouth Musings…
A Mid-Morning Moment
I finished my croissant and peeked into her stroller. She looked at me through impossibly long lashes. A toothless smile spread across her face when she saw me. Checking my watch, I saw we had some time. I reached in and unbuckled her, lifting her out. Watched her stretch, arching her chubby body and sticking…
