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Folly

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It occurs to me, as I watch Matt grab two of our sons by the lapels and pin them against the wall of One World Trade Center, that maybe the boys are still too young for New York.   We had come to the same realization two years earlier, when we brought them to cheer on their ...

The Last Dingdong of Doom

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"It is easy enough to say that man is immortal simply because he will endure: that when the last dingdong of doom has clanged and faded from the last worthless rock hanging tideless in the last red and dying evening, that even then there will still be one more sound: that of his puny inexhaustible ...

In the company of women

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There has been no phase of parenting that has caused me more unrest than potty training. Not teething. Not big boy beds. Not even a mysterious lump that appeared one day on one of their necks. A neck lump can be removed, you see. But a butt? A butt is forever. Through the years, as I iced their gums, ...

Curses, Batman!

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A little over a week ago we switched our children from an in-home daycare to a more structured preschool in our neighborhood. We knew they’d love it. When our kids started washing their hands by themselves on the second day, we patted ourselves on the back for our awesome decision. On the fourth day, when a ...

Fake It Till You Don’t Make It

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“I am not a maker.” This is my mantra. I wail it at Matt after I relieve him of dinner duties and then serve up plates of bubbling brown waste that taste like quinoa and trauma. I mutter it under my breath as I try to draw Spiderman from memory under the watchful eye of a judgey ...

Let’s Hear It For The Buoy

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There are many parts of life that are swept away when parenthood comes crashing down around you. Some of them come drifting back eventually (sleep), while others remain hopelessly lost at sea (money). Then there are your buoys—the things that you clutch onto for survival. Matt’s my buoy. I’m so used to having him for support that I ...

The Parents’ Progress

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One day not that long ago I was at my doctor’s office for a physical. She’s a wonderful, earthy woman with gray pigtails who practices both Eastern and Western medicine, and she’s always doing something kooky to me on our visits—using divining rods to test my energy field or sitting me down under green lights to restore ...

Fear and the Art of Being Brave-ish

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It’s funny the things that the parenthood experience does to you. Funny-ha-ha but also funny-FML. This journey has sunk me into despair at the difficulty of it all, and sent me soaring on electrical bursts of love. In just two and a half years, my catalog of emotions has gotten bigger, deeper and way more ...

Toddler Talk

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Have you ever stayed up late at night, lying in bed with a special someone, talking about music and taking turns quietly singing choruses in the dark? And then after a while you fall into a companionable silence, sharing a pillow, thinking your separate thoughts. And you feel so connected and so content in that ...

Lucky Number 7

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Today Matt and I celebrated our 7th wedding anniversary. And by “celebrated,” I mean I woke up and found a wonderful, heartfelt card from Matt, because I had reminded him our anniversary was coming two days earlier. But then I forgot our anniversary was coming so Matt got nothing from me. By “celebrated,” I also mean Matt made ...

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