So…how’s it going?

I’ve written a page in a week.  I cannot work in short bursts.  I cannot.  I try, but I can’t write.  I can think, and jot, but not compose.
Translation: I am seriously fucked.
My advisor, bless her “no babies before dissertations!” heart, has been nothing but absolutely supportive.  She’s a feminist theorist, so I had every [...]

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Code Name: Mona

My mother-in-law is here, and will be in-residence through the middle of October.
Ahem.
I don’t go in for the classic MIL hatred partly because it’s a bullshit girl-on-girl crime sort of thing, a relationship shortcut that refuses to recognize the reality of female relationships in their full range of animosity/love.  Partly I just don’t have that [...]

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Revenge of the Childfree

I wish my dissertation were still of feminist interest and import, because what I think (and subsequently blog) about often has to do with feminist-ish topics.  So what I’m saying is that this would still be a diss blog, sort of, if my diss were on something else, something more central to my everyday thinking.  [...]

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How to Write a Dissertation after Having a Baby

I don’t know how to write a dissertation after having a baby.  I truly don’t.  But I titled the post as such to lure here those of my ilk, the other parents and caregivers of children who have dissertations to write and babies to raise.
See, every once in a while I google that phrase above, [...]

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Is it still a swing when it crashes to the ground?

I am so royally fucked, and I’m depressed about my state of affairs, which makes me want to crawl back into bed, which has necessitated the drinking of coffee, which I feel bad about because it’s bad for the baby.
So I have two major problems.
Problem One:  We are completely unprepared for the possible impending I-hope-so [...]

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Random Thoughts: Inclusive Language Edition

I have a cold.  A motherfucking cold.  Even though I douse myself in Purell like I’m a nun with a holy water fetish, I got a cold.
Despite this I went to work today, where I proceeded to spread my germs around.  Because I’m generous like that.  However, I did give the students fair warning, sat [...]

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I’m thinking about the dissertation today.

Because I have to.
Yesterday I got the “so, when are you sending me a chapter?” email.  I couldn’t exactly tell the truth, which is “I don’t have a chapter yet,” but I couldn’t lie and say something like “it’s almost done” because then I’d have to bang something out really fast, and I don’t think [...]

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Dispatches from Childbirth Class

I haven’t taken any kinds of classes in about three years, which is probably a lot less than most of the other people in my “weekend intensive” childbirth education class.  This is the class designed for people who can’t manage the normal course of four weekly classes, which means it’s meant for “professionals,” not grad [...]

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What I was trying to say before.

I admit to being cryptic in that last post, but not by design. It was more of a cryptic-by-exhaustion sort of thing.
I’m stuck in a state of perpetual in-between-ness. Looking back at the beginnings of this blog, I realized that when I started, on June 26th,I was just about a month away from finding [...]

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Who’s afraid of her childfree friend?

Her childfree friend, her childfree friend?  Who’s afraid of her childfree friend?
Me. Me. Me.
Lemme explain.  I have a friend who is avowedly Childfree, which is not just an idea but a movement.  I’d say it’s the exact opposite of Quiverfull except that it’s not.  While Quiverfull folks seem to limit their notion of what a [...]

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