early Early days

During these early days of near continuous breastfeeding and not sleeping and tiny constant changes I find myself thinking very often of Mother’s Days. In that community of forty-four mostly strangers’ daily records I am finding solace and sistership, humour and comfort. When I am wrestling with a gassy baby for hours at night I…

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My old typewriter is made for accountants who have no need for exclamation marks. I have tried “I” and “.” but it looks wrong. New Mother’s Days from Illinois, Pennsylvania & South Africa are up today. Thank-you Taylor who is busy typing in the background as I write this.