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Raihan was right

By Sascha on August 14, 2011

When my man Raihan heard I was having  baby, he wrote me a message that went basically: “When you feel the rage and are about to do violence, just remember that you can put them (the babies) down anytime.” Now when i read that I was shocked, because I couldn’t imagine ever really doing anything [...]

Posted in Dorian, family | Tagged children, Crib, Dorian, fury and rage, joy and love, wife beaters, women | 1 Response

Laoba and Dorian

Laoba and Dorian

By Sascha on June 20, 2011

My father in law left last night and I have a feeling it will be a very long time until we see each other again. and thats a damn shame. For a total of six months that man spent every waking hour taking care of this family. Hanging out with Dorian, keeping the books for [...]

Posted in Dorian, family | Tagged Crib, Dorian, family, laoba, my people, tragedy | 2 Responses

"like a woman in labor about to produce the seed"

Another Son

By Sascha on June 17, 2011

Two boys now, depending on me to show them the way. For at least half their lives willingly and then for another 1/4 or so even though they resent it (at least that’s the pattern right?) and then later in life as a friend. This time I was able to witness the birth first hand. [...]

Posted in Dorian, family | Tagged beanmilk, Crib, Dorian, new life | 3 Responses

Just in Case My Baby Calls

By Sascha on October 2, 2010

Bean made homemade hotpot two days ago and the last of it just got slurped up … I won’t tell you what’s happening now in the household, but just remember that every rose has its thorn. I took some pictures of our hotpot night and even though they are wak technically, they still manage to [...]

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Ain’t got no Game

By Sascha on April 26, 2010

Sascha ain’t got no game. Today is a beautiful day. the tree in my backyard is drooping leaves down into my face and the sun pours threw them because they’re young yet and let the light through like its natural. when the sun is out like this, the fish kick it near the surface of [...]

Posted in Dorian, family, pig fat | Tagged Crib, Dorian, family, pig fat, simple pleasures, worm ridden hounds | 2 Responses

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