I am not writing this post because my questions are unique. Hardly. In fact, maybe I write about them here because they are universal. I don't know. But I write nevertheless. You tell me if they are universal.
The tug between the duties of parenthood, wifedom (sort of like fiefdom, one can guess?), and personhood seem [...]
Next week, at my daughter's school, they are having Grandparents' Day. They will be doing a school-wide performance with poetry, art, singing, and all kinds of beautifulness. She is soooooo excited. I'm excited for her. But there is a melancholy I still can't shake.
This morning, while driving her to school, a motorcycle cop pulled up [...]
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My daughter made a beautiful piece of art in school yesterday (yes, I know…every kid makes 'beautiful' art in preschool). It was one of those cool art projects that I can remember doing and being excited about when I was in preschool 522 years ago. Remember these: you would [...]
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Ok, so in the grand scheme of things, this is not the most earth-shattering question ever. But still… when do you stop calling your baby a ‘baby’? My son is 18 months-old. He technically IS the baby since he is the youngest and I won’t be having any more children. But he far from a [...]
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A random list of things that kept me up last night:
My daughter climbing in my bed.
My daughter kicking me in the back.
My late-night television watching hubby letting the dogs outside at midnight.
Peeing.
After watching a JFK documentary (3 nights in a row), fretting about something happening to President Obama.
Emailing a girlfriend I haven’t talked to in [...]
I love to sneak in on my 18 month-old son while he is waking up from nap. He lays there and ‘talks’ to things in his room, plays with his stuffed giraffe, and just generally looks freakin’ adorable. So when I heard him waking up this afternoon, I quietly went in to watch him. Not [...]
When I was pregnant with my second child, I lost my stomach for television. I couldn’t watch news (too depressing), drama (too violent, too sappy), politics (too tense), sports (too much time), reality TV (too stupid), or comedy (well, not completely, but mostly). What did I watch? Documentaries. I became a HUGE fan of the [...]
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one rant of many more to come, I am sure.
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