The path back in.

I've posted a new profile picture to facebook, one that says I'm not checking facebook too often these days. In all honesty, that's a lie. As of five minutes ago, I've checked facebook no fewer than half a dozen times today. The frequent checking stems from frequent nursings. I find myself antsy when I nurse, … Continue reading The path back in.


Five Minute Mornings

I belong to a little writing group on facebook called Five Minute Mornings. My response to this morning's prompt is indicative of the reason for my internet absence, i.e., I have not gone into hiding nor declared myself a hermit. I just have a new baby. The prompt: You'll laugh, you'll cry. When he is … Continue reading Five Minute Mornings

“I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”

(As one is wont to do when one begins working at 5am.) One: Summer will come, and with it, green and life and sunshine and warmth. Two: I work from home, every single moment of every single day. Three: I am married to The Greatest Man Alive. Four: I currently have six kids. Three of … Continue reading “I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”


Every year, I ambitiously sign up to participate in National Novel Writing Month, affectionately shortened into the impossible-to-pronounce-because-it's-not-a-real-word NaNoWriMo. And every year, I've written a grand total of 5,000 words. Tops. November is the busiest month of the year. Couldn't we have MarNoWriMo? Or even FebNoWriMo? Nothing happens in February. I could probably churn out … Continue reading NaNoWriMo