Archive for September, 2008
Tuesday, September 30th, 2008
end of the beginning
the last day of September already. this month brought her to us, and its close makes me sentimental, wary, resistant…as if the turn of the calendar might make her vanish, too, ephemeral, something only dreamed. perhaps it is because she is my last baby, and i know this smallness will never be granted me again. […]
21 Comments » - Posted in mama-baby stuff by bon
Friday, September 26th, 2008
big brother is watching
i didn’t realize he’d suddenly seem so HUGE. i didn’t realize how ambivalent i’d feel about that, about his seemingly shocking catapult leap from my baby to this…boy. this boy, this big, solid, willful boy with a sweet streak who’s coping with the arrival of his sibling relatively gracefully, really, but also bringing out the […]
39 Comments » - Posted in mama-baby stuff,pondering stuff by bon
Monday, September 22nd, 2008
gonna buy you a mockingbird
babybird she doesn’t need much. milk, Zantac for her nasty, nasty reflux, diapers, a warm chest to cuddle into. she wears her brother’s preemie-size handmedowns for now, mostly blue…though kind friends and family have ensured she will have more pink than i ever dreamed of to grow into once she gets out of doll-sized clothing. […]
46 Comments » - Posted in smitten stuff,stuff to buy by bon
Saturday, September 20th, 2008
Josephine at ten days old
her cord fell off today the dry stump a husk, just a thing to shed its final thread hung sticky, stretched and shining in the morning light alien, untouchable Other for a heartbeat i watched it, enthralled unable to bring myself to pull away that last tangible proof that we once had a lifeline, she […]
26 Comments » - Posted in milestone stuff by bon
Friday, September 19th, 2008
the new baby blues
…actually, i don’t have ’em, those blues. what i have is something…unfamiliar. (ducks, peers about waiting for rotten tomatoes to materialize from the wings. gazes earnestly at audience). i feel like i’ve had the blues…baby blues…for four years now. or maybe fourteen, if we’re counting the general standard-issue blues…maybe twenty. the low-grade depressive feeling that […]
28 Comments » - Posted in smitten stuff by bon
Monday, September 15th, 2008
got a ticket for my destination
my Posey girl. you came home yesterday, four days old. we were greedy, all a-clamour for early release, but by late Friday we had to admit that you had the orangey glow of an aging Beach Boy. you wore it with grace, kiddo, but had to spend 36 hours on the little tanning bed in […]
47 Comments » - Posted in mama-baby stuff by bon
Friday, September 12th, 2008
peek a boo
a little late, but our first snuggle, with somebody checking out the view. Daddy’s got a few more pics on flickr if you click through…mama and baby are stuck in the hospital (where there is one sad little ancient non-SD-card processing public computer in the basement) for at least another day while Posey learns to […]
41 Comments » - Posted in milestone stuff by bon
Wednesday, September 10th, 2008
pocket full of Posey
she will be Posey, at least here and for as long as Oscar struggles with the letter J. her name is Josephine Eleanor Maud…the Josephine for Dave’s brother who died 19 years ago this September, the Eleanor and Maud for my grandmothers…with Maud also, smilingly, a nod to Maud Montgomery and Anne of Green Gables, the child’s […]
109 Comments » - Posted in mama-baby stuff,smitten stuff by bon
Wednesday, September 10th, 2008
Dave breaks into the blog – All is well
We are 95% on the name but I’m going to leave that particular conversation to bonnie when she gets near a computer. Mother is well… very well actually. The labour was 16 1/2 hours… but manageable, and, in places, alot of fun. Our little girl is perfect, with a clean bill of health and the […]
95 Comments » - Posted in Uncategorized by bon
Tuesday, September 9th, 2008
the punch line
um, i am heading to the hospital. nine hours before scheduled cerclage removal. my water broke. thanks for all the love that has brought us safe thus far…will keep you posted.