Today was the deadline for our bathroom to be finished. I was planning on a phat post about how awesome our lives are, complete with a brand new tub, tiles, and fan, rejuvenated and clear pipes, and a fresh toilet seat on top. That is not the headline of today’s post. If Nick gets to […]
Author: Lisa
Sunday Blues
Depression resulting from sports-related issues certainly cannot be resolved overnight. I know this for a fact because it is Sunday afternoon and I am still moping over OSU’s loss last night to USC. I’m normally not an advocate of bottling away emotions without properly processing them first, but, in this case, I think it’s better […]
Nothing Gold Can Stay
Do you consider yourself a spiritual person? I always have. Since I was a little girl. Well before I really understood “religion,” I just had a feeling there was something unexplainable, something covering the world that was neither manipulative or parental. It was just a belief that there was something that extended before what I […]
September 11
Remembering.
The Weird Reasons
I haven’t forgotten about this blog — really, I haven’t. Maybe there are some things that are forgotten with a pregnant brain (a lot of pregnant women report scatter-mindedness and forgetfulness), but writing and this blog are not one of them. This week, albeit a shortened week because of the holiday, has been really WEIRD. […]
The Collision of Sobriety and Humor
Pregnancy has stripped my cells of all traces of caffeine and alcohol. But instead of sobriety, this scatterbrain syndrome of pregnancy has set in. You know that horrible feeling when you see a patch of fog when you’re driving and realize that at ANY MOMENT YOU CAN VEER OFF THE ROAD because you can’t see […]
Two Questions during Pregnancy
As pregnancy progresses, my writing is becoming foggy, my paintings more torrid, my age more prominent. The two questions that remain unanswered and pumped with adrenaline are these: What kind of mother will I be? and What kind of writer will I become?
Conversation
Me: Nick? Nick: Yeah? Me: It’s September. Nick: I know. Me: Do you know what that means? Nick: It could mean multiple things. Me: It means our son is going to be here in less than four months, roughly. Nick leans over and loudly talks to my belly button: ISAIAH! PLEASE STAY PUT FOR A […]
The Complicated Life as a Regular Person
My blog is doing it’s own ecdysis and I’m not sure how to respond. I am watching it, observing it. Similar to how I am with my stomach. My stomach is this ever expanding universe of placenta, amniotic fluid, uterus, blood, fat, and baby. Inch my inch, it makes itself more elastic-friendly. And as my […]
The Uneventful Parts of Pregnancy
Last Thursday, we had our routine check-up. I had to pick up Nick downtown where he volunteers on Thursdays and make our way from the west side to the east side of Cleveland, specifically, the Beachwood area. Our little section of the Cleveland Clinic is inconveniently sandwiched between two highway entryway/exits and the Beachwood Plaza. […]