Fifteen years ago, I would have confidently declared myself an extrovert. I talked a lot, enough that I received feedback that people sometimes had trouble getting a word in edgewise. Fortunately they found my subject matter interesting and my passionate discourse endearing. Plus, my gender read clearly as “cute geek girl,” so people mostly found me...
Read more →There are down sides to the hermitage, of course. I’m sure you can imagine them: loneliness or isolation, cabin fever, too much time with the same people, etc. The positives, however, are working for me right now. I hope they keep the negatives at bay. I can’t recall a time in which I’ve ever been focused...
Read more →I have begun an inevitable part of the parenting journey: entry into the toddler hermitage. By this I mean the one-to-three year period (depending on the child) that one might be obliged to exclude one’s child from most activities outside of the home. I knew this day was coming, and am grateful that she...
Read more →Mothers are invisible: they are not who you invite to late, drunken parties. People think that mothers don’t want to stay out late, can’t go and party, have relinquished their drive to dance crazy and make out in nightclubs. Often mothers aren’t even invited to some events because the hosts assume they are either...
Read more →Today I opened the new container of Charlie’s Soap. That means I’ve washed approximately 80 loads of diapers. That’s 80 times I’ve wrestled a trash can of diapers into the washer, breathing quickly through the ammonia sting smell of the pail. I suppose I could call it 160 loads of laundry, since I do...
Read more →It seems like most mothers I know have tried the unfortunately-named “no ‘poo” method of hair washing without using conventional shampoo. I understand why; as soon as I got pregnant I became concerned about all of the chemicals I put into my body. This vigilance extends to my daughter: the less I expose her...
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