This is one variation of my morning. I’m writing this as we speak. Breast pump is operating (“feed right, pump left” I repeat to myself…
she decided to start living the life she imagined
This is one variation of my morning. I’m writing this as we speak. Breast pump is operating (“feed right, pump left” I repeat to myself…
It feels as though a few things I value a lot – time blocking, time management, organization, a schedule – have been thrown in a…
It’s been just two weeks since we left Texas, and our new house feels like home in all the ways home feels. There are people…
Our first 24 hours in India are behind us and, of course, I’m reflecting on the journey with a newborn in tow. There’s no fancy…
In the swirl of the unknowns that hovered around us as we prepared for Saira’s arrival, one was an especial wild card for me. I…
I was about 8.5 months pregnant and we were drinking coffee on the deck. “I think maybe we’re in over our heads,” I said. He…
Her first name is Saira. (Sie-ruh) We began our name search with simple perimeters. We wanted her to have an easily pronounceable Indian name with…
On Friday, May 25, our little family grew, and suddenly it feels as though this tiny 7-pound being has always been part of us. There…
Two years ago, we sat on the floor of a local temple. My mother-in-law was praying nearby. We were whispering to each other. I’d had…
You sit in a booth across from us, and from the double stroller he’s parked on the other side of the Mexico City airport restaurant…