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Vivid

December 8, 2009

The Babyman grabbed his shoes this morning as his father and sister departed for the day.
“Go go!” he yelled in his throaty little voice. He turned to me, hair falling in his eyes and pink yogurt on his chin. “Go go?”
I shook my head, both in answer and exasperation. Babyman turned 16 months old on [...]

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In the ER

December 4, 2009

We think he’s in cardiac arrest.
Just tell us, is he going to die today?
Yes.
***
The Poo took a spill in the master bathroom tonight. She was fooling around, getting in and out of the tub to amuse her little brother. She darted into the bedroom and I shooed her back to her bath.
I heard a terrible [...]

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The Head Writer for The Simpsons Must Read My Blog

November 28, 2009
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My Rock N’ Roll Lifestyle

November 19, 2009

Tomorrow I am going to be on a local television show.
Like, in about seven hours. I should, in fact, be sleeping, but I have a long relationship with wake-up anxiety. You know, when you’re hyper-aware of the time: I should be sleeping! I have to get up in seven hours! Five hours! Two hours! Fuck [...]

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Up Late

November 13, 2009

I can’t sleep.
Mr. C is out of town for the evening, and I find slumber elusive when he’s not here. I’m watching late-night TV, meandering around the Internet, sneaking milk chocolate-covered caramels furtively, looking over my shoulder even though no one is here to see me.
The children are asleep in their beds. The Poo fell [...]

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NaBloWriMoGoEffYourself

November 4, 2009

There once was a time when blogging every day during the month of November filled me the kind of glee and anticipation that children begin to feel on Thanksgiving, when Santa floats down a wide Manhattan boulevard signaling the Christmas season.
Today, the idea of blogging every day during the month of November makes me feel [...]

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My Three Loves

November 3, 2009
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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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