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Two weeks: The complaints!

There is this little mercurial creature hanging around my house and we don’t speak each other’s language but we’re learning. My emotions twist and turn with every involuntary grimace on his face. I am his huckleberry. The hardwiring is intense. I get caught up in the brutal cycle of wondering if I’m doing an OK job and asking myself, “Is my baby happy?” The latter is a crazy question. What does that even mean —…

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One week

In one week I have gone from being a childfree entity to being someone who can make a peanut butter sandwich with one hand (try it — it ain’t easy). It has been a whirlwind week of disposable diapers and puzzled expressions and gushy coos and sweet kisses on sweet dark-haired heads. I have had a few moments here and there where I wasn’t quite sure what I had gotten myself into, but those always…

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Holden’s home birth

Soooooo. Friday night when I thought I was going to be so clever and go to bed for some much-needed rest before the big contractions began, my body had other much bigger plans. Almost as soon as I laid down, I started feeling those radiating menstrual cramps in my back, and they were immediately strong enough to wake me as I would be dozing off. I started timing them and they were coming roughly 10…

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