On Beauty…and Desire

On Beauty…and Desire

UPDATE, January 1, 2010: Russell Smith is taking a hiatus from this blog. He’ll return soon. Every woman I have ever known to have a baby laments that her body is not the same. They think they have been ruined: they are slightly curvier (they say they are hugely, massively fat), their breasts are fuller (saggy, elongated, collapsed, they say),

Get Your Shots

Get Your Shots

We were going to discuss needles; now that the baby is out of earshot, let us do so. A baby requires three sets of injections – three combo shots for diphtheria, whooping cough, tetanus, polio and the bacterium that causes meningitis – within the first six months of life. The first set is a bit of a shock: two nurses

Missing A Dad, Being A Dad

Missing A Dad, Being A Dad

Saturday afternoon. The house is dead quiet, which is an atmosphere I hardly remember. The baby and his mother are away for the weekend. I am uneasy with silence now. Something seems missing. Saturday afternoons have been melancholy times for this past year: my dad died exactly a year ago and Saturday afternoons make me think of him, because of

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