I walked into the doctor’s office with, as usual, both babies tied to the front of me. I had lost all of my pregnancy weight and was starting to go down from there. Worse, my pre-pregnancy bras fit. The three-day-a-week routine of two hours of traveling on the subway and into the […]
Writing this story, reliving an extremely upsetting time in my life, is more difficult than I expected it to be. Fortunately, MW is a prolific artist so there is plenty to post from his work:
The painting above is two feet by four feet (approximately) and hangs in our front hall.
This small one is another […]
The following painting is actually very large, 3 x 4. We used to live on the top of the cliffs in Weehawken, NJ and this is reminiscent of the sensation of that area at night:
The next few days were a blur of running through the sterile hallways between one baby and the other, pleading with the nurses to not give the twins formula or water, and trying to find the time to get sleep and food to create enough milk for my two hungry babies. Lars was recovering […]
December 12, 2007 