Ode to a stretch mark

I was surprised you came alone, because I always assumed your sort traveled in packs. But no, you had the strength of character to forge your way all by yourself. In fact, I didn't even know about you until the baby had been born for two weeks. You were stealthy, stowing away on the underside of … Continue reading

How do you get through the day?

Through my circle of "mom friends", I recently met a lovely woman who is expecting her first child this fall. We hit it off right away and had a lot in common, so I invited her to go paint some pottery together a few weeks ago (side note: how is it that I can tackle just about any knitting pattern … Continue reading

A eulogy for a pediatrician

Now hold on just one second--this blog is supposed to be about motherhood and knitting, so why exactly are we busting out funeral words on post two? As I've thought through the stories I want to tell about life with my favorite tiny human, I realized how many of them are either related to, or … Continue reading