A letter to my postpartum self

Dear postpartum body of mine, Most of the time, I start letters with something like, "You know, it's been awhile since we talked ..." Except that would be a lie. I talk to you all the time. In fact, you may be cringing now, wondering what I might have to critique you on today. After

Gigantor & Jesus: Of really big spiders and extravagant love

   Today I find my thoughts scattered.   Much I've held in. Some for good reasons. Some for not so good.   But the urge to write is strong. I write while I shower. I blog while driving the car. My mouth reads the words coming off the Frozen book Leyla wants to read every

Pregnancy 6, Loss 5, Day 4

I woke up this morning feeling a little crampy, as though I needed to use the restroom. No spotting when I wiped. Phew!! But later in the day, at play practice, my body started to feel like it would begin its period. Dull crampiness. As soon as I had a break on stage, I beelined