I’m loving issue 9 of this joy+ride. Reading about the heat of summer in Melbourne is like a shot of vitamines. The text and drawings play so well together.

I spent the evening trying to get a tired little boy to sleep and then cooking spaghetti with tomato sauce from a bottle. The sauce was Italian and organic, but somehow they all taste the same (bad) way. I planted some seeds the other day, finally. Squash and physalis, a really odd mix, but anyway. [...]

I went into the city today for the first time since M was born. He slept the whole time and only woke up to eat, have his diaper changed and give me some huge smiles.
A homeless woman at the train station congratulated me on the baby and told me I should have five children. I [...]

Breastfeeding has helped my reading in more than one way, actually. Normally I read very quickly, racing through the pages, but now I’m forced to put down the book every five minutes and can only read for forty-five minutes – maximum – at a time. Mostly less. It takes me a lot longer to finish [...]

I thought reading would be over when the baby arrived. And yes, it’s been insanely busy, and for several days in a row some weeks ago I didn’t have a warm meal at all, but breastfeeding is practical, and it leaves one hand free for holding a book (or the remote). I wonder if it [...]