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Lula & the Cyst

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 12/28: Ben & I woke up at 3:00am.... something I've not done since I was an audio transcriptionist working midnight shifts for extra pay. Coffee was brewing & we had just enough time to sit and drink a cup before we got moving. We'd have to be quick, as we needed to wake up Lula and be out the door by 4am. The day before, we packed out bags and laid out pillows and blankets by the door. Maggie was at her grandparents' house for the week, so there was no dog to walk. We had a cup of coffee, got dressed & with anxious stomachs, woke up Lula for our early morning ride to Atlanta. We thought "Oh, she'll sleep the whole way", but she was excited for our road trip and babbled the whole way there, pointing at the big trucks on the road and all the lights once we got close to the city. The sun hadn't even considered coming up yet; neither had the Atlanta commuters, so we reached our destination with little traffic or scurry. My nerves were unusually c

Lockdown Thoughts, May 2020

March 16th, 2020 - The first day of the best season of my life. The last 8 or so weeks have been so blissfully amazing & the timing could not be more perfect. Becoming a mother has highlighted what's truly important in my life. Since Lu was born (since I returned to work, anyway), I've felt this depressing nagging feeling that I wasn't living the life I wanted. It's so fucked up, when the lines between "work to live" and "live to work" are blurred. I felt cheated when finally, I had something great to put my time into -- my daughter & our family's story that we write everyday -- but as a responsible bill-paying adult, my time had to be spent mostly on paying the bills. Working 40 hours week at a job that doesn't take 40 hours a week to complete. Time spent sitting on a computer, trying to look busy in order to keep my job. Time that I could have been at home, raising my daughter. I felt deep sadness week after week. The hours and t

Tallulah Blair, Part One: The Beginning

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Wednesday, January 23rd: It's my last day at work before maternity leave. Tallulah is not due until Friday, but I have been 3 cm dilated for almost a week now and having consistent mild contractions today. She'll probably come late & make Mama and Daddy wait a little longer, which is fine. I just need to be home for about two days before she gets here & have myself a little staycation. Take a little time to finish up her nursery, clean the house, and bounce on my yoga ball to coax her out. Binge on some Netflix.  Get my mind right for the massive change that's about to rock our little world. Enjoy those last solitary moments that I'll get for a long, long time. I probably could wait until my due date to leave work, but instinct tells me to do otherwise. Wednesday night: I go home in a great mood that my three months of leave has begun. Tofu is draining and drying out, waiting to be fried up and put into a stir fry, which is one of our weekly regulars. I keep

Labor Day Camping Trip to Black Rock Mountain SP & 20 Week Check-Up

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On the Friday before Labor Day, we packed up the Tundra & headed to Black Rock Mountain State Park for our last "long" camping trip before little Tallulah makes her entrance into the world. Maternity leave will take a big chunk out of my paid time off, so I have to use my leave days wisely. On this day, I learned that not only am I sharing a belly with our new tiny resident, but I am also apparently sharing a brain with her. We arrived early to the park so that we could get first pick of our campsite, since you can't book particular campsites in advance -- it's first come, first serve. We checked into the Visitor's Center to get our parking pass & were informed by the ranger that we had the handicapped campsite booked.... which is the least private site in the whole campground. It sits right beside the bath house & at the bottom of the hill, which all campers must walk past to maneuver between the restroom, their car, & their campsite. I was a