The First of the First Days

 

I jump off the train, pounce ahead of the pack and hop on the down escalator before the bottleneck builds up. I clamber down the moving steps, touch my Pasmo card to the ticket gate sensor and exit the station. As the cold air hits me I accelerate to a brisk gait and can feel the energy in my heels and ankles propelling me forward. From where this energy came at the end of a draining day I’m not entirely sure, but I certainly know the reason for its appearance. Something to do with the fact that the last time I saw my daughter she was in a state of distress. Continue reading

When Bubs is sick and Mama gets sicker 

Last week LA’s month-long sniffles turned into a terrible, hacking smoker’s cough. Now, I’m fairly certain that she hasn’t taken up a nasty smoking habit so instead of reprimanding her I finally decided to excuse ourselves from the day’s activities and took her to the Doctor after which we spent the day at home. That was on Thursday. Today is Tuesday, and we haven’t left the house since.  Continue reading

Ch-Ch-Ch Changes

It feels like the last month (LA’s 9th month earthside) has been a month of milestones.

In what now seems like a flash, my sedentary little peanut has morphed into a curious, adventurous crawling being. And it feels like it’s happened all in the last few weeks. In reality, she has been working on coordinating all the different muscle groups, strengthening them, and making connections in her brain for quite some time now, but the fruit of all that hard work has all at once come to the surface. Continue reading