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Just… go to sleep

November 29, 2011

Sunday He fights against me with everything that he has.  Angry arms are trying to flail, but I hold them firm against me; tiny feet are kicking against my hip.  I hold him tight, readjust when he wiggles a space between us and keep walking and bouncing and shushing.  He’s tired. It’s an hour and [...]

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Just … drive.

November 14, 2011

Behind the wheel, I tap the beat from the radio onto the leather of the steering wheel.  My mind is buzzing from this topic to that one, the thoughts rolling and swirling and with it my my emotions from anger to frustration to hurt to whatever that feeling is when someone you love is hurt [...]

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Triage.

October 31, 2011

I lift the babies out of their cribs, trying to keep the hurry out of my voice and my eyes off the clock.  Cole is so anxious to be held that he bangs his head on the crib rails trying to pull himself up. “Just a second, buddy,” I say as I turn off the [...]

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Perhaps I imagine wrong

October 24, 2011

Downstairs the microwave beeps for a fifth or sixth time. Insistent on announcing that the water I heated for tea nearly ten minutes ago is now ready. Has been ready. On the bed, the baby squirms and cries. Getting his diaper changed is such an inconvenience these days.  I hear footsteps, proceeded by the smack [...]

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