On Foregoing a Nursery

Note: I wrote this post while pregnant with our first child, L. It's funny to look back on it years later, with three children sleeping upstairs and an overflowing toy bin in the next room. We've continued to try and be somewhat minimalist in our philosophy about stuff for kids, even while our lives are … Continue reading On Foregoing a Nursery

On the Sweeping Emotions of Parenthood

Being a parent is not what I expected. The word parent is so boring. So blasé. Commonplace, even. Before becoming one, I pictured ill fitting jeans, responsibility, and the exhaustion of serving up mundanity to my children day after live-long day. As far as words go, parent was the opposite of romance in my brain. It was … Continue reading On the Sweeping Emotions of Parenthood

On Parenthood

Right now I’m sitting at our kitchen table, and a baby is sitting on my lap, strapped to my chest by a carrier. He’s warm and soft and solid all at once, and his wispy hair tickles my chin--distracting me--as I type. We’ve been parents for over a month now, and I’m still trying to … Continue reading On Parenthood