well, let's be kind. i kept another human being alive and smiling and fed and did it with all my attention and energy. are you one who sometimes strives for inner quiet? procreate! i've been restless since back in '88 and i now possess staggering depths of internal calm. perhaps i had the power all along, but this zen-like exhaustion is one of many unexpected changes due to my tiny powerhouse of a kid.
being a mom feels like being an astronaut. i trained and prepped and then i shot off to space and back again. the parts in between, the long hours and the love and the boredom and the strength, that's the stuff i can't do justice. i can tell you what earth looks like from space but i can't show you. that's the part of me that is now forever different.
so there's that. beyond my tiny human, these are also of interest lately:
Social Pool is a pool in the desert in Southern California. Tiny art pool!
Garfunkel and Oates on IFC is super clever.
i sing my kiddo this song all the time. we joke that she's going to want to go to some deeply southern college like ole miss and have no idea why. sorry kid, i really just love levon helm.
bedtime image from steve powers.