A hiatus

Some other life stuff means this blog won’t be getting the attention it deserves this year! Catch y’all later.

COVID, with a baby, with COVID

This has definitely been a year where two months can just disappear on you. At the end of October the pandemic finally came to our wee household, probably due to all three of us spending various amounts of time at Wellycon, the board game convention. Whatever the source, it felt inevitable, and unnecessary, but I’ll…

The first trimester

I have all these notes from pregnancy, I really have no excuse when it comes to finding things to write about. Time and energy are the rare commodities when you’re working (in a paid job) and working (to parent an 18-month-old) and working (to be a good partner and vaguely competent adult). But this evening…

Sometimes the baby cries

Sometimes, the baby cries. And it’s okay. The way most people react even to the idea of a baby crying, you’d think it’s the worst sound in the world, nails on a chalkboard multiplied by chewing tinfoil to the power of someone slurping their soup. “There was a crying baby” is shorthand for “the experience…

A pin-prick of prevention

Whoops! You blink and two months have gone past, and the only real evidence of it is that the baby now seems impossibly long. Where did these legs come from? I feel like a broken record on the topic which has prompted me to post today, but a golden rule of communications (my day job)…

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