On my first Mother's Day I was carrying a photo with me of Sebastian in an incubator, connected to machines, as I was waiting for the second bus that would take us to the hospital to see him. We ran into one of Ali's previous work colleagues and despite a photo in which my baby… Continue reading Mother’s Day Memories
The point is that this is life. This is love, and sex, and parenthood. These are relationships and this is communication, stilted and awkward as those two both can be. This is taking time to listen, and going slowly. These are four people circumnavigating disability. Two lovers, both with cerebral palsy, and the pregnant mother… Continue reading This is the Point
Still writing. Just keeping it to myself. Putting it into something bigger. Recently I wrote an article for Bloom, an online magazine for parenting kids with disabilities. I remember when we arrived in Toronto and I first read Bloom. It was a hard copy magazine then. It feels pretty great to be a part of… Continue reading Yep. Still Here. Still Writing.
I've had a lot of time to think about what happened. After two plus days in bed one thing is certain, our bed isn't that comfortable. I wasn't being over confident. If anything just relaxed. Happy to be out in the sunshine. The freedom of a night with other adults ahead of me. I took… Continue reading Bicycles and Memories.
I woke this morning from a bad dream. I've been having them the past few nights. Sometimes apocalyptic in nature. Sometimes subconscious anxieties. This morning the election in the US was on my mind. While today is International Women's Day it is also the primary in Michigan. I felt like I needed to put something… Continue reading On Politics