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Don’t Forget Me

August 1, 2008

The reality of our situation is beginning to dawn on The Poo.
This weekend, our Sunday began as they almost always do, when we are living in ordinary time. The girl called out to us, and we fetched her.
The sun was shining and daddy was finally home.
In between us in the big bed, The Poo snuggled [...]

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Out Of It

July 28, 2008

My husband is finally home, but things are still out of whack.
My MIL remains with us, her plane ticket back to Washington, D.C. discarded. She was due to leave six hours before Mr. Chicken walked in the back door, and she felt sure I would go into labor the minute she left the house.
So today, [...]

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Untitled

July 26, 2008

I’ve tried to get a handle on my feelings for the past several days.
I wish I knew where to start. I wish I knew how to process the fact that I could have died Thursday morning, alone, in a pleather recliner at the OB’s office.
I bet you’re probably thinking that I sound melodramatic. But the [...]

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Resurfacing

July 21, 2008

The Poo and her grandmother are outside, weeding my flower beds.
Guilt and my current physical limitations are duking it out inside my head, with guilt as a heavy favorite. I am sitting on the loveseat, feet up, cold beverage at my side, wishing I had the energy to go help.
But I don’t.
I learned that the [...]

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Unplugging

July 17, 2008

So all of you are at BlogHer.
And those of you who aren’t probably feel like me – I know I’m in one Bitter Betty kind of mood. Not only am I NOT in San Francisco sipping fruity alcoholic beverages, I just got back from my OB appointment.
Where I found out that my iron is so [...]

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Holy Heavyweight Batman!

July 16, 2008

One of the benefits of having two – yes, two – OB visits per week is that I get an ultrasound every Tuesday.
Today, I was on the table for a long time, waiting for Shaggy Boy to move. He moved around like a madman in the car, jerking my body this way and that, but [...]

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The Baby That Ate My Brain

July 12, 2008

The Poo and I baked cookies this morning, and decided it would be nice to drop some off for daddy and his friends, who were holed up in their office studying for Monday’s intensive doctoral qualifying exams.
We spent a few minutes chatting, and then we went to the grocery store for necessities like white grape [...]

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I’m Just Going To Keep Posting Photos By My Sister

July 11, 2008

Because they are just that good, and because I am just that lazy, and because the pain in my right ribcage from the foot lodged there is truly so excruciating that this morning I actually cried, and because I wrote my heart out yesterday:

Also, I wrote this over here. Go read it if you like. [...]

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First There Were Three

July 10, 2008

There’s a saying in my family:
“First is first.”
I am the eldest daughter of three children, and my late father was fond of pulling me aside and telling me that, no matter what, I had a secure place in his heart because first was first.
He and I were very close, a bond forged early in my [...]

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You Guys Really Like Your Lattes

July 9, 2008

Wow.
I mean, like, wow.
I am humbled by the number of people who took the time to A) listen to me bitch and B) leave me a comment yesterday. Not only did I get some great laughs, I was also forced to admit that my situation ain’t all that bad.
In fact, I knew that already. I [...]

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