In the beginning, neither Brian nor I had grand ideas for parenthood. Honestly, it was a selfish endeavor for me –– I wanted to see if I really could, you know, create another human. I also, somewhat mistakenly, saw pregnancy as a great opportunity to eat a lot of ice cream. Our daughter was an easy baby, especially once we’d made it through those first six weeks, and Brian and I settled in to parenthood rather effortlessly.
And things went along this way, with the usual ups and downs, until last year. That was when we realized that the skills required to nurture a big kid and help them become an upstanding person are pretty different from the ones you need to nurture a baby. It’s been a tough transition, with lots of instances of helping our oldest navigate her relationships with others, resolve conflicts, and right wrongs. These same things happen with littles, but the social web of interactions is so much more immediate. Also, there’s homework. read more »
After an October spent traveling, November has been delightfully calm. Around here, in this bright little house we’ve lived in since April, things are good. Coat hooks have been hung. Books sorted. For the first time in a long, long time, I feel like things are on track and steadily improving. I know all too well how quickly the whole holiday thing takes hold, so in these last couple of weeks before the hysteria sets in, Brian and I have been doing what we can to get everything (finally) in order.
Finding time in the kitchen has still been a challenge, with my time spent working or taking care of the girls instead. read more »
Our last CSA share of the year featured a bunch of Redbor kale. I loved its deep purple and green hues and stashed it for a weekday salad–my favorite use for kale. A few days later, I roasted a butternut squash (one of seven to pass through my kitchen in the past month), and supremed an orange to go with it. read more »
When I first moved to Charlottesville, Virginia after ten years in San Diego, I was kind of shocked. With the heat and humidity and small town culture, I felt profoundly out of my element. I hated it and wanted to move back to the west coast. But one day in late September, everything changed. The mugginess gave way to crisp air and unending deep blue skies. The chilly winds blew the first of fall’s colorful leaves. I shivered, bought a wool scarf, and fell in love. And this morning, looking up at another glorious fall sky and snuggling into my scarf, I’m reminded of why I love the east coast and its lovely autumn. read more »
Things got a little rough for us last Sunday night. Our 14 month-old went to sleep with a cold, and quickly took a turn for the worse. By 2 am, she was struggling to breathe and throwing up. A call to our doctor confirmed that we needed to head to the emergency room. Big sister took the news well, popped out of bed, and was waiting patiently by the door, shoes on, toys packed. We dashed out and, with a few dramatic moments, wrong turns, and scary stops along the way, made it to the hospital. After that, things got better. read more »