Dawn begins a blog — hand-coded on the links page of a tiny site. And lo — a blogger was born!

01/28/01


HAPPY BIRTHDAY NOAH!
Four years ago today at 5 am PST,
Noah Ice made his way into the world. After every medical intervention short of a c-section and 2.5 hours of pushing, I finally became a mother. It’s the best gig I’ve ever had but next time I’m having a homebirth.

Columbus is always famous for doing stupid things. Case in point: catch this mention in the February Atlantic Monthly about how we let Walgreens tear down our beloved Kahiki. Further on in the mag was a nice little piece about Clinton that explains why I love the man despite his (many) faults. Everytime I hear them say “the president” on NPR and I re-remember that they mean Dubya, my heart just breaks. Really.

01/27/01


Birthday Countdown: 1 day to go
Four years ago today, I went to the hospital at around 10am five centimeters dilated. Everyone was sure I was going to have that baby by five o’clock. They filled out all the forms with 1/27/97 and brought in a student nurse so she could see a real-live “natural” childbirth. Alas it was not to be. Baby positioning, doctor impatience, and mama fear all collided in one giant screw-up of a birth.

Everyone’s still sick around here. Thankfully the boy didn’t wake up with eyes glued shut this morning. It’s the first time in three days. He is, however, coughing up a storm. This is the part of mothering that can really get to a person: seeing my baby sick and not being able to wave a magic wand to cure him. No links today. No surfing time.

01/26/01


Birthday Countdown: 2 days to go
Four years ago today, I woke up having fairly regular but not yet painful contractions. I didn’t want to start making assumptions since I wasn’t due until the 1st. We took a short walk to a grocery across the way which completely wiped me out and I started thinking that maybe *this was it*. We spent the afternoon watching bad t.v. That evening I called my mom to see if she thought I should call work to tell them I wouldn’t be in on Monday (she said yes). Then I called my doula and let her know that she should be on standby.

I’m rotten sick today with a nasty sore throat. I’m just going to lay around all day and drink ginger ale. I told the bear that he could watch a lot of television today which in our house is akin to saying, “Here’s a get-in-free card to Krispy Kreme. Have at it!” Needless to say, he’s over-joyed.

I have my bookreviews to write for ePregnancy and GeoParent but I feel like hell and am going to have to wait and try to crank ‘em out this weekend.

01/25/01


Say it ain’t so, Dr. Bill! Sad but true, America’s attachment parenting guru is a big, fat sell-out. Next you’ll be telling me that Bert really is evil. **Warning: Don’t open that last link if there’s a preschooler in the room.**

Jeez, it’s only 11am and it’s already been a lousy day. My son woke up with *both* eyes glued shut, I have a rotten sore throat (as does Brett), the house is in ruins, and Dr. Bill admits to actually colluding with synthetic infant nutrition (that’d be SIN) manufacturers. I don’t care that his son (Dr. Bob, doncha know) wrote an apology that’s been cruising around the ‘net; Dr. Bill’s financial ties make it all suspect now.

I gotta go lie down.

01/24/01


Lookee! Two entries in a row; now *that’s* exciting! Speaking of exciting, my son apparently has conjunctivitis (pink eye) which is a first for us. (Someone get the video camera!) He has to skip preschool today. He’s pretty heart broken about that but I’m helping him get over it by making icecream cone cupcakes to take in on Friday. Did you know that breastmilk can clear up pink eye?

I very happily joined two Web rings: Blogging Mommies and Blogs by Women (I am woman, read my blog!) Both these sites are *gorgeously* designed so check ‘em out!

01/23/01


Goodness I’m bad at keeping up with this. Right now I’m spending my computer time working on a piece about these terrible ads put out by The National Campaign Against Teen Pregnancy. As a former sexually active 15-year old, I find these ads *really* offensive. I’ve been surfing around teen sites begging for interviewees but haven’t had much luck. I’m writing this on spec for a hot-shot site that would look dandy on my resume but if I they don’t want it, I’ll try to shop the piece around.

My boy has decided that he’s a fox (but only when he’s wearing overalls), that his father is a bear and that I am a bluejay. At one point I was a fish but then he decided I should be some sort of bird. He briefly entertained the idea that I would be a hippo but then realized that then I would be in another climate entirely and he wanted to keep us all on the same continent.

01/15/01


Well it’s extremely possible that I will not be able to convert due to my feelings about circumcision. If you’re Jewish, you won’t be surprised upon hearing that. I have a wonderful rabbi and he’s very sympathetic but halacha is halacha (Jewish law). Interestingly, there’s room for a grown man who is converting to *not* take on circumcision upon converting if he is afraid of the procedure. However, there may not be a loophole for a mother who is afraid of the procedure being done to her child. In any case, I have great appreciation for Rabbi Huber talking about this with me although it must have been very difficult. I know it was for me.

01/11/01

Happy Birthday to me!
You gotta love GirlMom and you especially gotta love this incredibly well-written article by Allison Crews, the new editor for this Web-zine, about her experience of being a teen mom and getting out of an adoption-decision made by everyone but her.

01/07/01


So I’ve been reading the book by Dr. Ron Goldman about questioning circumcision from a (reform) Judaism perspective. I’m working on converting (my dad is Jewish) but my son isn’t circ’d and it’s unlikely that any future kids will be either. I have a soft spot for Dr. Goldman anyway because he’s agreed to allow me to interview him for my book. (The proposal goes out tomorrow. Knock wood and so forth.) Back to circumcision, unlike many no circ advocates, I don’t think that bris milah is wrong. I mean, jeez, you can’t argue with faith. However, I would be a hypocrite to say that I believe that a bris is right for my family.

01/04/01


I spent way too much time last night going over the site for Frontline’s Apocolypse special. I’ve been trying to read more about biblical history. Ever hear of the controversy over Flavius Josephus’s purported depiction of Christ?

Speaking of all things religious, check out the Wailing Wall cam at Aish.com.

01/02/01


Happy New Year and all of that. I’m celebrating by doing a massive redesign of my Web page and starting a blog. I was inspired by What’s in Rebecca’s Pocket? which I learned about at The New Homemaker. I have virtually known Lynn Spirelle (New Homemaker G-ddess) for I’d say a couple of years now and she rocks.

I’m not sure if I’ll have time to do much with my wee blog. If I did have more time I’d probably scrap the thing and happily submit my application to the John Doe Neighborhood. These journals are *addictive*. And some of them are just beautiful. My favorite is a defunct journal called One Hand Clapping. This is someone I “knew” from a listserv and I think she’s brilliant.

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