Category Archives: Domestic bliss

In which the season turns

Posted on April 18, 2014 by Jennifer Rohn

London is in the throes of springtime, and everything is in bud. Last year this time, my belly was swelling ever bigger in pregnancy. Now, my son – nearing the seven month mark – grows so fast that he seems … Continue reading →

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In which we discover a new song

Posted on February 22, 2014 by Jennifer Rohn

After months of relentless rain and wind, today London felt suddenly and inexorably whalloped over the head by spring. Complete with Disney-style stars and birds orbiting its head. Our garden has gone ballistic with spring bulbs. Normally for every ten … Continue reading →

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In which I multitask

Posted on January 30, 2014 by Jennifer Rohn

Less than two weeks remain until my big fellowship application is due – the one I’m banking on to rescue me from the dwindling life of my latest short-term contract. If I get the fellowship, my position should finally be … Continue reading →

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In which I have too much to lose

Posted on January 3, 2014 by Jennifer Rohn

There’s an amusing adage I’ve been hearing about babies all my life: They make ’em cute so you won’t kill ’em. The F1, last week Evolutionarily, there may be something to that. If it was anything other than your own … Continue reading →

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In which nature imitates science

Posted on December 24, 2013 by Jennifer Rohn

On the walk from my house to Russia Dock Woodlands, you have to pass by a particular hedgerow. Like all good hedgerows, it’s thick and impenetrable and rustling with unseen bird life. And it produces lots of bright-red berries, which … Continue reading →

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In which I drop in

Posted on December 19, 2013 by Jennifer Rohn

I’m now roughly two-thirds of the way through my maternity leave, and feeling surprisingly good. After nearly three months with my new son, I’m finally under control: he is starting to sleep well at night, and I have mastered all … Continue reading →

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In which I step out

Posted on November 4, 2013 by Jennifer Rohn

Six weeks into the big experiment, and I’m surfacing for a brief update. There is nothing I can say about new motherhood that has not been rehashed a million times, so on the topic of sleepless nights, lunching frantically on … Continue reading →

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In which I confront a domestic mystery

Posted on May 2, 2011 by Jennifer Rohn

Some late nights in the lab, that vending machine chocolate bar just can’t fill the snack hole that only a truly grueling experiment can induce. You need something hot, salty and preferably dripping with fat. It’s no surprise, then, that … Continue reading →

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In which I wait for spring to come

Posted on February 13, 2011 by Jennifer Rohn

Dusk was already falling, along with a light drizzle, earlier this afternoon as I pushed brown ovoid objects repeatedly into heavy wet earth. Carelessly dressed against the cold, my muddy fingertips going numb, I worked the trowel and hoped I … Continue reading →

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