Clarissa's Blog

An academic's opinions on feminism, politics, literature, philosophy, teaching, academia, and a lot more.


When I’m at work all day  or even traveling out of state, and Klara is at home with her grandparents, I’m perfectly fine. But the moment I set out for a restaurant with N for 2 hours, I flip out over how she’s doing without me. 

I’ve seen many commercials, TV shows and book’s where it’s suggested that parents should be overwrought the first time they go on a date alone without the baby, so now I’m dutifully overwrought. I hate this but it’s stronger than me.


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