Koala update: twelve years

To the boy who is ~5 inches from towering over me, It's getting real. Twelve years of you, of figuring all this out, it's always been real, yes, but now it's puberty real. It's preteen real. It's who is this giant boy in my house real. So we're both navigating it. You have questions, and... Continue Reading →

Zooey update: five years

My youngest turns five today. Zooey, we're full-on into that tug-o-war over getting bigger and staying baby... It's not even day on, day off; it's sometimes in five minute intervals. But I don't begrudge you that; it's been a year of fading boundaries, loose definitions, lost assumptions. Out of everyone, this year might have done... Continue Reading →

Bebe update: ten years

I'd say that over the last decade, this feeling I'm about to describe has always been present in amounts, more often taken for granted - the swath of peace that came with you as a newborn, the displays of empathy that radiated from you as a toddler, the abundance of friendliness you have displayed as... Continue Reading →

Nettles update: seven years

If last year's birthday felt totally eye-glazed and desolate... the year that followed was like being trapped in a box but actually, the box helped you break out while stuck inside. I'm not sure where to begin as far as how you've forged ahead, and continued growing, refusing to fall behind or be let down.... Continue Reading →

Nettles update: six years.

“Ima, I want to call Grandma.”  That’s how it’s been for days since we left New York, rushed, unplanned, in the style of not letting dough rise.  We basically fled the city, across the ocean, back to the Middle East, straight into quarantine. Straight into days of looking into your eyes, which have been glazed... Continue Reading →

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