Peculiar Graces: Twenty-Thousand Roads I Went Down, Down, Down, and They All Led Me Straight Back Home to You

We are home. And we want to say thank you. Thank you, all you people who wrote to us and called us, to offer your friendship and support and love: for three days Alli and I saw only one another, and nurses, and doctors, and thermometers, and machines that go Ping!, but, for all that … Continue reading Peculiar Graces: Twenty-Thousand Roads I Went Down, Down, Down, and They All Led Me Straight Back Home to You

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Peculiar Graces: Two Poems for Right Now

We Were Very Tired, We Were Very Merry by Edna St. Vincent Millay We were very tired, we were very merry— We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry. It was bare and bright, and smelled like a stable But we looked into a fire, we leaned across a table, We lay … Continue reading Peculiar Graces: Two Poems for Right Now

Peculiar Graces: Here We Are Now. In the Thick.

Friends, It is 5AM. We have been in the hospital now for three hours. Alli has been given her epidural, and now feels, she says, like she’s sitting in a bowl of soup. Everything is going smoothly. By everyone’s best guess, Jonah should arrive around noon, or maybe a little later, today. We’ve been up … Continue reading Peculiar Graces: Here We Are Now. In the Thick.

Peculiar Graces: False Alarm or Maybe Not

Friends, Alli has had some Maybe Signs this morning—that is, signs of Maybe We're Going Into Labor Now—and we have been timing contractions, and we're still in the Maybe Boat: we can't tell one way or the other whether we are actually beginning the thick of it soon. Of course, if we do, we will … Continue reading Peculiar Graces: False Alarm or Maybe Not