December 13, 2008
“Mommy is the best grown-up in the whole world!”
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December 12, 2008
She rolls over, half-asleep, and reaches for me.
Finding my elbow or shoulder is enough to quiet her seeking hands, enough to send her into the ether, eyes closed and mouth open. Slowly, quietly—be quiet!—I ease out of the white twin bed and wearily head downstairs to tend to the baby.
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Last night was difficult. Shaggy is [...]
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