From the monthly archives:

October 2009

New Eyes

October 28, 2009

She is slight, with curly blond hair and a wide smile. She is soft-spoken and modest and has the air of a girl sheltered from the ugliness of the world.
I show her into the family room. I am embarrassed by the stains on the carpet and damp with perspiration from a frantic, last-minute attempt to [...]

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I Know How They Feel

October 27, 2009
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Fiercely

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I’m tired, so tired. But she looks at me, crazy quilt pulled up to her chin.
Just one song? Stay for one song, Mama.
I see myself in the kitchen, standing at the laptop, pounding out 300 words of drivel as she twirls around me.
Read to me, Mama?
No.
Sing with me, Mama?
No.
Can we make brownies, Mama?
No.
I’m busy.
I hate [...]

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Little Drummer Boy

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Teeter-Totter

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Tuesday found me in my pajamas at noon—face unwashed, teeth unbrushed, I read an email cross-legged on my unmade bed while The Babyman pulled jewelry and discarded price tags off my bureau.
Why not try to call the guy?
I chewed a finger, looked at the laundry on the floor. The guy in question was a famous [...]

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My Favorite Season

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Tomorrow I Will …

October 12, 2009

… not wear yoga pants.
… dry my hair.
… put all the laundry away.
… meet my deadlines early.
… not watch TV when The Babyman naps.
…. show up on time to pick up The Poo from school.
… bake bread.
… spot clean the couch.
… eat a healthy breakfast.
… stay away from Twitter.
… finish my my project for this [...]

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Rites of Passage

October 10, 2009

The Poo looks up at me, hazel eyes glinting in the rosy glow of her bedside lamp.
“Mom,” she says. She pauses, blinks.
“Mom,” she begins again, haltingly. “Why are some kids mean?”
My heart sinks; I know what’s coming. There is a girl at school who figures largely in my daughter’s tales from the playground.
She pushed me [...]

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Time Time Time, What Have You Done to Me?

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I’m at Stabucks, sitting with a huge hot chocolate in front of me.
It’s raining, and has been since my day started at 6 a.m. this morning when The Poo came trotting into our bedroom. “Mom!” she exclaimed. “Bad dream!”
She burrowed under the covers in between me and her dad, and we lay there like puppies [...]

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My Kid Rocks

October 2, 2009
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