The fight is real. Not to be reduced to motherhood despite all its joys. Of course a woman is defined by her capacity to produce another human but we forget it is men who are also capable of doing so – we can’t reproduce all by ourselves or change gender by-will like some green frogs […]
Tag: autobiographical
Mommy Diaries: One year ago.
It’s been an entire year since I stopped the count as a “single woman actively dating”. It’s our first ever anniversary together. The past year was unexpected and exceptional. We got together as he moved all his belongings from his old apartment to his new one in Fribourg, as I was actively looking for the […]
#fonction #éducative
Je dois reformuler quelque chose que j’ai entendu récemment… (à mon avis) La fonction éducative de la vie est le rêve de tout philosophe moraliste et de toute propagande conservatrice. Pour vivre pleinement, ne cherchez pas la fonction éducative de la vie, car comme l’art, il n’y a pas de fonction éducative ici!
Mommy Diaries: Unsolicited Advice
Have I ever told you about unsolicited advice? You may ask what is Unsolicited Advice? Unsolicited advice is the manner in which an individual gives information, suggestions, or offers help that is usually unwanted and can be quite irritating to the person on the receiving end to have to hear what the “well-intentioned” individual giving […]
Mommy Diaries : Poop
We all wonder when they start summoning their poop. By they I mean men. Let me tell you as a mother of a baby boy… it starts as early as when they are born! Atleast fifteen minutes every morning is spent in scrunch-faced focus. Right after his breakfast, just as soon as I put a […]
#Otherness
Often hosts flutter aroundme in a compassionateway – eying,placing me securelyin a closed cabinetof fully inadequate.Then the statement –“I have been to yourcountry, must be nice living here?”All I reply is this:“Yes, isn’t it lovely living herein my country?”Securely aware of the realquestion: “How does itfeel to be brown?”
Mommy Diaries : Teething and Trouble.
One of the worst things that one can go through as a new mommy is have your baby in your arm and he starts crying while looking up at you with full faith that you can help. But you are equally helpless, as you know not what to do to soothe their pain. My baby […]
#Dragon
Breathing fire is an art. Exhale negativity. Inhale happiness. Rise out of ashes and general gaminess. Though I’ve been rugged, every-time I soar, I am told – you cannot keep a dragon in cages nor see them in zoos.
#Miracle
I was asked – what it’s like to have my child in my arms? Like heaven showed me what miracle feels like when held tight – I answered.
#Dragon
I first met a dragon at eight. They say consciousness develops then. Aware and responsive, perceptive; I’ll never forget! I met my great-grandmother. She called me ‘zhorstkyy’. Hardface. Little old lady who lived to be hundred and two, drank vodka every night and cooked for all – every day! She told my mother this: the […]
ANTHROPOLOGY OF LOVE 