Return to Top of Page
Menu
  • Close
  • About Us
  • Contributors
  • Donate
  • Opportunities
  • Staff
  • Submissions
  • 20 Years
  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Instagram
  • Search Website
Literary Mama
  • Current Issue
  • Past Issues
  • Departments
  • Blog
  • Newsletter

Mothering in the Ivory Tower

Retired Columns

From “Life in the Sandwich” to “Special Needs Mama” to “Zen and the Art of Child Maintenance”—they’re all here for you to explore.

The End, and a Beginning

When I saw the university logo on the envelope, I knew what was in it. I had heard rumors that the budget crisis might reduce the 12 visiting assistant professor’s…

Mothering in the Ivory Tower | November 2005 | By Amy Hudock


Playing Indian

My three-year-old daughter picks up a feather on the playground. She holds it up to the back of her head so it juts toward the sky. “Can we play Indian,…

Mothering in the Ivory Tower | February 2005 | By Amy Hudock


Birthdays

Today, I turned 40 years old. I hold in my hands the gift I received on my 10th birthday, a white, orange, and gold plastic earring case. And I remember.…

Mothering in the Ivory Tower | November 2004 | By Amy Hudock


Desiring Books Over Babies

“Well, after looking at these results, I can say that you probably won’t be having any children,” my doctor claimed. I sat there, silently. At that time, I was 29…

Mothering in the Ivory Tower | September 2004 | By Amy Hudock


Time

My two-year-old daughter looks at me with rain in her face: “Mama, I want to go with you.” I stand, hand on door, my body vibrating with the urgency of…

Mothering in the Ivory Tower | August 2004 | By Amy Hudock


Family Lit 101

The first day of my “Themes in American Literature” class began with uncomfortable silence. I felt (though did not see) the collective rolling of 64 pairs of teenage eyes when…

Mothering in the Ivory Tower | June 2004 | By Amy Hudock


Books Still Waiting

I stand in the library, in my hand a book — red Moroccan leather, with gilt-edged pages, and gold embossing. A rich book that warms to my touch, my hand…

Mothering in the Ivory Tower | April 2004 | By Amy Hudock


The Kitchen Table

As I opened the mailbox, I saw the yellow notice that my cable bill was overdue. How had I forgotten that one? I took it to the kitchen table and…

Mothering in the Ivory Tower | February 2004 | By Amy Hudock


First Day of School

I walked down brick pathways to teach my first university class in over two years. I kept my eyes down, looking at each brick as I pass over it, trying…

Mothering in the Ivory Tower | December 2003 | By Amy Hudock


Subscribe to Our Newsletter

Don't miss out on Literary Mama news and updates

  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Instagram
  • Instagram
  • RSS

© 2023 Literary Mama | Search Site | About Us | Staff | Submissions | Privacy Policy