Nurture

family

• kransling the eighth (month 2)
  As ever, trying to be more proactive in documenting the progression of pregnancy symptoms.
• a day in the summer, 2021
  “On my birthday, Mama, I would like a whole lot of Cheetos.” Thus declares the Kransling who is across the table from me; it has been duly noted. His birthday, though, is still several months
• eight months (aurick virgil)
  Aurick Virgil turned eight months on the seventh of June.

pregnancy

• Prayers for miscarriages, the loss of a baby
  This post was originally published on egallis.wordpress.com, in February of 2015. Below is the post in its entirety, including the personal note I included at the beginning. I pray you find solace in these
• elpis
  Most everyone is familiar with the concept of being in Limbo–that space where you hang suspended between one fate or another, unmoving, waiting or not even waiting, just existing. If we’re alive, none of us
• aware
  It’s intriguing, the moment that it comes to mind. You’d think it would come in moments of quiet, in moments of solitude, when everything is still and that sleeping voice–that one that’s never forgotten,

motherhood

• Aurick’s mealtime song
  For Aurick Virgil, nicknamed Rikki-Tikki, who has developed a habit of shrieking at mealtimes until someone puts food on his tray. (To the tune of “Just You Wait, Henry Higgins“) Just you
• a day in the summer, 2021
  “On my birthday, Mama, I would like a whole lot of Cheetos.” Thus declares the Kransling who is across the table from me; it has been duly noted. His birthday, though, is
• reading goals for 2021
  I feel slightly guilty for even suggesting such a thing as reading goals. Last year’s goals were never even close to being attained–I never reread the short list of books I wanted

interpersonal

• Gallimaufry, june 2020
• paradox
  In the book of Jeremiah, the prophet is led before officials of the city by the priests and others seeking his death. They cannot find reason to condemn him, yet Jeremiah places himself in their hands
• gardeners
  I plant seeds in the garden, and then spend the next several days anxiously walking up and down the rows, looking for signs of life. I am watching for seedlings, but I’m not watching for seedlings,