Entries by Lara Thomas

Dust

Last night Kit muttered “soap” in her sleep. I know why that four letter word accompanies others in the middle of the night. Others like “Mama”, after which I whisper, “Mama loves you”. Words like “Momo”, after which I tell her, “I’m here”. Soap. I hear “soap”and smile in the dark. It’s from a game […]

It’s a wrap

Here I am, writing, and it’s at 9am rather than at 9pm. Now to figure out is what to say? Let me start with something easy: I just finished my second cup of coffee. The mug now sits empty on the window sill. It’s a blue mug and beyond the pane you can see the […]

Crescent moon

Photograph of the day: Today we had an elopement in Stellenbosch. Kyle (a fellow photographer that I often work with) and I drove together. Kyle drove my car (he drives a motorbike). He drove because I had a rough night’s sleep (or lack of it) so I thought it would be safer (it was, this […]

AI or IVF

Jess and I decided to skip AI. Not artificial intelligence – artificial insemination. I always think of a turkey baster when I think of AI. I don’t even really know what a turkey baster looks like, to be honest. But I imagine some version of one. I know that in reality AI is far more […]

IVF

A month or so ago I married a couple in my courtyard. In the lead up to the legal signing, the bride and I had been emailing each other for a while. In one of her emails she told me she was about to undergo IVF treatment. On the morning of the signing she sent […]

Sunday

Snippets of today: Watermelon and cling peach for breakfast; Jess overheard a mother at the tidal pool say, “I hate it when people come up to us at the beach and want our kids to play – we’re here for family time not to socialise with strangers”; We bought sushi from the Vredehoek spar (a […]

6% battery

I got home a few minutes ago and I’m already in bed, next to a sleeping Kit. I Brought my laptop upstairs to do my daily post only to discover, now, that I have 6% battery left. Make that 5%. I can’t be arsed to go find my laptop cord right now so I will […]

Dear Sugar

Today felt like an exhale for our little family – a long awaited one. This evening when Jess and I were celebrating that exhale, we spoke about a Cheryl Strayed quote where she refers to sister lives. For today’s piece of writing, I’m going to be lazy and I’m going copy and paste. It’s been […]