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Koseli Cummings 2/16/19 Koseli Cummings 2/16/19

Here I Am

Koseli Cummings 8/31/18 Koseli Cummings 8/31/18

Our Fourth

Koseli Cummings 7/9/18 Koseli Cummings 7/9/18

Eight Months

Koseli Cummings 4/25/18 Koseli Cummings 4/25/18

You've Got This, Mama is done!

Koseli Cummings 11/30/17 Koseli Cummings 11/30/17

Pom Poms

Koseli Cummings 9/26/17 Koseli Cummings 9/26/17

Nursing near Meteorites

Sometimes I write personal essays on motherhood. This is one.

We’ve been here for only a minute. I glance down at my red-faced infant. The desperation on his face echoes the ache in my breasts. If we don’t find a place to nurse in t minus 15 seconds, we’ll both explode.

Koseli Cummings 7/1/17 Koseli Cummings 7/1/17

The Dance of Mothering

Five and a half years ago this dance felt unnatural, forced, and lonely. Today it feels full and fleeting. The only thing that's really changed is me.