motherhood journey
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Zinnias, August 1st, & a Folded Paper of Dreams
I scribbled out my dreams for the future. I wrote of children who would garden with me and complain about it, but I wouldn’t mind, because I would be just so happy they were there with me. A folded piece of paper stuck in a between the pages. Who knew if it would happen? Who… Continue reading
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The Desert Sky, Flowers, and the 4th Trimester
I smile at Heidi who smiles at me with her whole face. I love how she talks with such gusto, concentration, and effort. I walk by the flower bed filled up with the wildflowers and zinnias we planted the weekend before her birth. Heidi is 3 months old now and it feels as though the… Continue reading
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To Moms of Tiny Artists
Art in the Thick of It, Poem🎨💓 “I don’t make art anymore.” But I watched her for a day. She smiled at the morning and then paved a way. She made room for their messes, imaginations soar. She helped them make sense of their huge world and her own such a blur. She cheered for… Continue reading
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Mommy Is Human But Here (and other postpartum reflections)
Hey kids, I’m crying in the kitchen, but I love you. And I still want you in my life! Hey kids, I want to enjoy mothering, but I feel like a machine. Yes, I want to enjoy mothering, but I feel like a machine. And I want to go outside with you, but I don’t… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 