Motherhood is like Albania- you can't trust the descriptions in the books, you have to go there. — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
There seems to be a hole in the culture where mothers went. Then, when their kids went off to school or stopped having ear infections every three weeks, they emerged from the mother zone, and like everyone else, they forgot… — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
When a mother comes home with her new baby, she will find her abstractions are all concrete now. 'Freedom' now means being able to… — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
Home alone with a wakeful newborn, I could shower so quickly that the mirror didn't fog and the backs of my knees stayed dry.… — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
I could still remember how having a two day old baby makes you feel faintly sorry for everyone else, stuck in their wan unmiraculous… — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
“Home alone with a wakeful newborn, I could shower so quickly that the mirror didn't fog and the backs of my knees stayed dry.” — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
Housework hassles go on, are never resolved, and will probably extend into the afterlife ('Why am I the one who takes the clouds to… — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
Simple intervention - the time spent with a patient - is a very powerful ingredient of the patient-doctor contract. The evidence is against the… — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
If Jeff Mogil and Ron Melzack are right about genetics and pain, fifty years from now, generic Tylenol tablets will seem as quaint to… — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
Like an animal, cancer sleeps, prowls, hibernates, turns surly or placid. — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
Addiction might be redefined not as a character flaw but as a "biochemical deficit management." Our emotional habits will become an accepted factor of… — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
Every time I caught a fish, I wondered how something so small could have such clear, pure strength. It kept reminding me of another… — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
At a certain point, the soul exits from a cherished photograph, because we have come to the end of our loving projection into that… — Marni Jackson Copy Share Image
