Finding My Way Back to the Beginning

By Stefanie Norlin | Twitter: @stefanienorlin The summer after fourth grade, my best friend Juliana and I decided to conduct an experiment.  Standing on stools in my mother’s kitchen, we held cold eggs in one hand and punctured the tops and bottoms of them with a straight pin. Then we blew the yellow yolks into small Pyrex […]

Are You My Mother? (No, I’m Not)

There’s a story about Ernest Hemingway that goes like this: A local paper was running a competition for the saddest short story. Hemingway is said to have won with just six words: “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” Can’t you just feel the ache of that? You can almost hear dreams shattering like glass. The […]

In Love’s Kitchen

When it’s over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was a bridegroom, taking the world into my arms. – Mary Oliver I want the next line to read “Lord, let me have lived and loved dangerously.” I’m learning to love fear. I’m learning to be courageous […]

When the Fertility Fairy Goes MIA

“Are you going to have more kids?” I look at my only child, playing and grinning from ear to ear. God, I love him. I feel a stab in my heart as disappointment and grief flood in. I don’t want him to be alone in life. But his dad and I have been trying for […]

The Size of a Green Pea

We took a photo for the first time that Sunday afternoon, eight weeks ago. I’d always imagined I’d do a photo with the pregnancy test, like the many I’ve seen on Pinterest—the ones where nine months later that little piece of plastic is replaced with a baby. But the two tests I did were the […]