Motherscope

Birth and the Black Heron

It’s 4 a.m. and I am sitting in the corner of the room in an armchair. My son is in my arms and he is getting…

Honey-Dipped and Other Poems

Three poems about motherhood

Mother-Writer

An exploration of how writing through/beyond our motherhood experiences can liberate us…

Reflections from a Photo

There’s a photo of my husband and I that comes across my phone’s suggested photo section somewhat frequently. It…

To Whom Falls in Love With My Daughter

To whom falls in love with my daughter,

Smoldering

July and August 2020

We return from a five-week road trip to our home in Boulder. The weeds in our front yard are…

The Bluest Egg

Motherhood is often a waiting game…

I found a robin’s egg,

Mothering Through Hard Times

Living and parenting with chronic illness

53 Hours

Recently, an acquaintance of mine posted an Instagram update that her son had been found safe. If I were still using Facebook, I would have…