Megan (memomuse)

Steal Like a Thief: Making Time for Your Muse

September 10, 2012

Photo by Megan Oteri ~ All Rights Reserved A good thief leaves no trace and leaves with a bounty. I say, steal time away like a thief. I just read a great article by my writing and personal inspiration, Anne Lamott. She wrote this article in Sunset magazine.  I was lucky enough to meet her recently.  She came to Raleigh, [...]

Read the full article →

Mother: I was desperate for that title

May 13, 2012

“Through the blur, I wondered if I was alone or if other parents felt the same way I did – that everything involving our children was painful in some way. The emotions, whether they were joy, sorrow, love or pride, were so deep and sharp that in the end they left you raw, exposed and [...]

Read the full article →

Magic Mama

March 9, 2012

My mom was magic. She is magic.  But her dust sparkles the most in my childhood mind.  She did it all, and now that I am a mom to a toddler at the same age she was a mom to a toddler and a new born baby, it baffles my mind she even combed her [...]

Read the full article →

Miscarriage – The Silent Empty Box

November 18, 2011

To be filled with life is something.  To be pregnant with a growing little miracle of science and nature in your belly is beautiful.  To lose a pregnancy is sad.  The feeling is surrounded with so many emotions.  Guilt, loss, nothing, emptiness, aching, breaking, bending into shadows dark.  I had to take a break today and submerge myself [...]

Read the full article →

I’m Not Alone

July 14, 2011

Benjamin’s in my arms right now.  Quiet, sleeping, calm. I’m watching him like an oil painting in a museum.  My tiny giant one year old.  I study his face and body.  His ears have grown; they are now the size of apricots.  His hair curls with the humidity.   I study his sounds.  His tiny snores [...]

Read the full article →

Totin’

June 20, 2011

A story about standing in line at CVS, baby fingertip kisses, stranger germ phobia, infertility, and magic you can share with a stranger. Totin’ I was just at CVS and an older man was behind me in line.  I stopped to get some chocolate, specifically, Bliss chocolate Easter eggs.  “Do you want to go ahead [...]

Read the full article →

Love is Not Always Flood Lights and Fireworks, but Sometimes, It Is

May 9, 2011

My son is sleeping on my husband’s chest. Snuggled in an O against his broad shoulders in a snuggly nest. Resting easy, gently. I want my son to wake up because I haven’t seen him this morning. My husband let me sleep in this because I stayed up late last night writing and working on [...]

Read the full article →

Next Entries →