The lesbian nation may not have civil rights protections at a state or federal level; we may be grasping at essential family protections via marriage rights at a state-by-state level. In the rare cases where we do get them they’re under attack the moment they become established, and probably will be ’til the generation [...]

Happens one, maybe two hundred times a day. Forehead, wink of eye, cheek, chin, fingers. If kisses were graffiti he’d be a piece, bombed, top-to-bottom. And sister would be king.

Brother nursing, sister drinking, Berkeley, CA.

It was the best of times,

it was the worst of times.

It may be that she’ll forget he wasn’t always in our lives, sooner than it’ll take for us to make it through the last of the copious Post-Partum Dinner Brigade leftovers. But it’s heart-tugging to see all the feelings pass through her.
It’ll [...]

A guided tour of Baba’s nightstand, nearing the end of week one of kidling #2. Otherwise known as What’s Really On My Laptop.
1. Phone stand, empty due to the fact that the beloved is on the phone that it cradles, telling The Tale to yet another dear friend from afar. Or maybe [...]

Yeah, so I promised prose, but it’s clearly looking like all I can do this week is post baby pictures. Who can blame me?
On him: hospital-issue onsie. On her: Mombian’s priceless “One of my moms is blogging this” t-shirt.
[Am I the only one who's reminded of this image by the above? [...]

I promised myself (& the beloved!) that after the birth I would take a week’s break from “regularly scheduled programming,” but I can’t help myself. Plus, terse photo captions and notes typed with one hand don’t count. Right?
Tomorrow: prose content, in the form of a a guest post from the KIABIL (being the [...]

Sister lovin’ on brother, day three outside, day one at home.