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motherhood

Then And Now

August 4, 2009

Then: Listening to conference call while writing a presentation.
Now: Brushing my teeth while making the bed.
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Then: Blowing my paycheck at J. Crew and Ann Taylor
Now: Blowing my paycheck at Crewcuts and Hanna Andersson
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Then: Del Fuegos
Now: Dan Zanes
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Then: Three indie movies in a weekend
Now: Three Barbie movies in a weekend
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Then: Answering ridiculous questions from superiors
Now: Answering [...]

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Captain’s Log: Day Four

July 15, 2009

I didn’t hear the crack or the boom when the lightning hit the slender pine standing just a few feet from my bedroom window.
I did hear the scream of the fire alarm, and the loud man’s voice commanding me to get out: FIRE! ALERT! FIRE! ALERT!
I stumbled to the bunk room, where the children sleep. [...]

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Patience

July 4, 2009

I am not patient. I am, in fact, the opposite of patient.
It is more difficult, of course, to be patient on the road. The Babyman is cutting his molars, and his generally jolly disposition is clouded with pain. He grimaces, he whines, he refuses to sleep. I am sitting, right now, in a room with [...]

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Payback

June 29, 2009

The Poo went to a soccer camp two weeks ago—every morning from 9 to 10:30 for a week. The clinic was part of a program that brings coaches over from the UK and travels the nation, putting on these five-day events all over the country.
We started talking in the spring about signing her up for [...]

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My Cheating Heart

June 26, 2009

He reaches out to me, cheeks wet with tears. His chest rises in a tremendous sob, snot running from his little nose.
Mumum, Mumum!
I lean over the high rail of his crib to rescue him from a hot tangle of blankets and lovies. His brown monkey looks up at us as I lift the baby to [...]

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How Not To Spend A Summer Day

June 20, 2009

She was fine when she woke up, but a few hours later there was a fever of 102 and vomiting in her pretty pink bed. Birthday parties and splashing in the pool will be missed, a summer’s day spent huddled under heavy covers in her bathrobe.
“Mama, Norah will be so frustrated!” she cries. “I have [...]

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Simple Magic

June 19, 2009

We were tired after a long day.
We were all out of the house by 9 a.m., and The Poo had two hours of soccer. The Babyman got to know his third babysitter in as many weeks. We went to the mall, the bookstore and out to dinner.
The Poo was in bed when the doorbell rang, [...]

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What A Difference A Year Makes

June 4, 2009

A year ago yesterday, we had our first glance of The Babyman’s wee face, during a 3-D ultrasound in my 29th week. Twenty-nine weeks! I still had 10 weeks to go at that point, and I was counting every second. I did not want to be pregnant anymore. And the worst of those nine months [...]

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Summer Hours

May 27, 2009

When I left the workforce to stay home and raise The Poo, I imagined hundreds of days like today, like macaroni strung together on a piece of yarn.
Today I was showered and dressed before The Babyman woke up, and in fact both kids slept late. I, myself did not rise until nearly 7:50 a.m., sunlight [...]

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Over-compensating

May 25, 2009

You know how second kids always get the shaft? Like, no baby book, no record of their milestones, just a handful of photos?
And the first child? Pshhh. A million a thousand hundreds of photos, detailed baby book blog dedicated just to them, every sneeze documented with date, location and detailed description.
I worried that I’d short [...]

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