Tonight we are stuffed into our bed in the usual sardine fashion. This particular night, we are packed into a new arrangement. Sister holds onto small-brother, for the first time in the 9 months since he was born, leaving one of my shoulders free. My body is given a rest from its nightly contortionist act. … Continue reading Blue Pillar Candle
Category: motherhood
September 22nd.
I sit on the grey pergo flooring, hints of brown peeking through. From far away, it appears as real wood, but I'm happy that it isn't, because I want mopping to be an easy chore. I'm seated in front of Rowan's kitchen. Bits of metal and wood fused to mirror a real-life oven and stovetop, … Continue reading September 22nd.
Jess and The Fiat 