Dear unborn baby.

Dear unborn baby, I wanted to give you some reasons why I haven't yet acknowledged you out loud or here or written you an encouraging letter about life on the outside or my hopes and dreams for you. Haven't been reflecting, haven't been meditating, haven't been exploring. I wanted to do it elegantly, passionately, beautifully...... Continue Reading →

We’ll have to teach her to knock first.

Nothing like making a life-beginning entrance in 3 hours. Baby girl came busting through just 25 minutes shy of midnight last night (March 22nd). Maybe she was hungry? Maybe she suddenly really had something to tell me? Was there something in my teeth? She weighed in at 2.98 kilograms - still waiting to crack the... Continue Reading →

Fifty-Two Frames: Self Protrait

It's a period when you're never alone, your identity is not that of a single person. That makes it difficult to recognize yourself and be yourself - for a limited time. There is another soul inside you, and even your most intimate moments are shared. You're not who you were and you'll never be who... Continue Reading →

Something to tell you…

For months I wanted to tell them. "Get into bed guys, and I'll tell you a סוד." Especially Koala. I so enjoy sharing secrets with him... trivial whispers or major life developments. They stood at the edge of Bebe's bed; she was nearly collapsed from exhaustion. "You know how some of our friends had babies... Continue Reading →

We’ve come a long way, baby.

Hey, littler one. My midwife says you're ready to roll. Or squeeze yourself out of my body, whatever. She also says I'm ready. So I guess that means this is it, huh? Needless to say, I'm really looking forward to meeting you. So is your big brother, though I apologize in advance if things are... Continue Reading →

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