Owl Always Be Tired–In Which We Talk Regression

Dear Lily June, You were born in the year of the Owl. When I was pregnant with you, your dad… Read more Owl Always Be Tired–In Which We Talk Regression

Zika, Microcephaly, Autism & Ableism–In Which I Address My Fears

Dear Lily June, Because you were born at 36 weeks, and you are now nine months, you’ve spent as much… Read more Zika, Microcephaly, Autism & Ableism–In Which I Address My Fears

Dear Lily June, I went to bed last night crying because YOU fell asleep last night crying. I suppose this… Read more Waking with Dry Eyes–In Which We Update Your Happy List

Dear Lily June, It’s been coming up again and again in my conversations with the other stranger-friends I interact with… Read more The Bond–In Which I Wonder How We’ll Connect

Dear Lily June, Today, you received your six-month shots. Your parents get you those vaccinations because we love you, because… Read more Dermatophagia–In Which, When You Get Shots, I Get Bitten

Dear Lily June, I needed a Mommy Win this weekend. Part of this stems from being a working mother. Because… Read more Tug of War–In Which There are Mommy Wins and Daddy Wins

Dear Lily June, We can’t afford daycare. According to a recent article in The Huffington Post, our family isn’t all… Read more Home Bodies–In Which You Don’t Go to Daycare

Dear Lily June, At five months old, you’re pretty much given carte blanche to do whatever you want. Given that… Read more Crime and Punishment–In Which I Have No Idea How to Discipline You

Dear Lily June, This letter starts with a truth and a video. The truth is this: You, my darling dear,… Read more All That and Beauty, Too–In Which I Think You Are Ebullient

Dear Lily June, Let’s start with the clear admission of my privilege: I “present” as a cis-gendered female (i.e. the… Read more The Talk, Part 8 of 10,000–In Which I Introduce Heteronormativity