A kind reader wrote me a note asking why I didn’t write about Brooklyn Pride. I was there with my family and my extended gay parent family, it is true.
I guess I didn’t write about it for a good reason: Pride is fun, but no longer the highlight of my year. What I mean is, [...]
Entries from June 2009
June 30, 2009
Pride and Provinciality
June 28, 2009
Post Post Post Partum Post
Trucker is almost a year old.
Almost a year ago, I pushed a nine pound, three ounce baby out of my body. Now, if you are pregnant right now, you may want to click away.
I tore, but it wasn’t bad. Not as bad as it can be. But a year later I’m still recovering. I want [...]
June 20, 2009
Dear Trucker, (11 holy-cow-wtf? months)
Dearest Trucker,
I am planning your first birthday party. What? WHAT? I don’t understand it, either.
What can I tell you about 11 months? This week you have decided that you can walk, and you haven’t really looked back. You now think you can walk carrying one thing in each hand; or carrying things that are impossibly [...]
June 15, 2009
Contragulations!
I need to send a big Woot! Woot! Out to a few fellow bloggers for whom I’ve been doing a happy dance.
For the occasion, I’ve bought you a cake. Well, actually it is just a link to the only blog that makes me laugh pretty much every day of my life.
I am so so happy [...]
June 12, 2009
Ambivalent Activist
I just spent a good ten minutes looking at someone-I-don’t-know’s wedding pictures on Facebook. My brother was in some of them, so that’s how I could see them. I was fascinated because the photography was so good. He made each shot look like a movie set by that director who did that Steve Zizou movie. [...]
June 11, 2009
June, House, Baby Steps
I feel like a very neglectful mom to this blog. But once the real baby is up and about, there just isn’t much more suspense left. The whole reality tv show aspect of the ttc blog is out the window. Which is what we all hope for, anyway.
So now the blog feels more like a [...]
June 4, 2009
Dear Trucker, (10 months)
Dear Trucker,
You are so old. You are one geezer of a baby. I have no idea how you’ve aged so quickly. One part of me is still sitting on my bum, making a playlist of music to listen to while I’m in labor — oh, ill-fated unused playlist.
Trucker, you can do so many things now. [...]
