I never thought I’d be one of those women whose prime directive is the fruitless pursuit of a baby, but it’s happened. I was 38 when I met The Fella. We married in the summer of my 40th year, and began our life together in hot pursuit of creating another life. Fun, carefree sex morphed […]
Archive for the ‘Offspring’ category
Knitting a muffler
I should have cleaned my bathroom this week. I should have answered work email, gone to the gym, attended a choral boosters meeting at the high school, brought my dog to get her nails trimmed or finished the last of my thank you notes from Christmas. Instead I spent most of my limited free time […]
Monkeyshines
I decided to make my nieces sock monkeys for Christmas. I am not sure why. My grandmother made them for us as children and they were naked, misshapen monstrosities that we hid under pillows. Perhaps it was because they creeped us out so much that I thought of them. My brother is a horror script […]
Bye bye baby
I’ve moved through life assuming that giving birth was always a possibility. And now, at nearly 43, I have to sever that option or cling on to it. Severing would mean better physical health, the resolution of medical issues, and a life liberated from menstruation. Now that I spend more time menstruating than not, I […]
A Child is Born to Dad and Papa
What an incredibly joyous reason to write a post. I am so happy to introduce Hanover Robinson Gottlock to you all! Our dear friends (and former TGW contributers) Brian and Robbins Gottlock welcomed their first son into the world last Thursday November 12, 2009, at 8:54 AM. He arrived 3.5 weeks premature and weighed in […]
Interviewing Asa shortly after his 10th Birthday
Asa recently turned 10 years old. When I was a kid I remember my dad would occasionally make me endure what he formally called the “Father Son Chat.” To honor the memory of sons getting grilled by dads, I decided to inflict the same on Asa. He was a good sport. Rogan: So Asa, you […]
She bakes cookies!
On Mother’s Day several years ago, my then small sons brought home an art project from Sunday school. It was meant to be a sort of gift/card for me, the focus of their lesson. It consisted of two large circles placed one on top of the other and fastened by a brad in the middle. […]
