Breastfeeding

Baby E photo

My husband: Are you ready for a flood of emotions? Me: Um, yes? My husband: I took down the crib. … but, but, but, this is the crib we chose, the safest (hardest) mattress, butterflies and dragonflies, lime green and peach, sky blue and bubblegum pink, hand-painted trees and cherry blossoms, tiny hands clutching fingers, [...]

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The argument goes that staying at home with our children isn’t anti-feminist. It doesn’t undo the decades of fighting and marching and bra-burning. The argument continues that what feminism grants us is choice. The movement gives us the CHOICE whether to stay-at-home or work versus before second wave feminism, we HAD to stay home. I [...]

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Tonight, I had coffee with a new-er friend. (well, tea) And when I went to DM her to say WHERE? But I couldn’t. Because neither of us were following each other. Which for all intents and purposes occurs when you BLOCK someone. So here I am getting ready for a coffee date with someone who [...]

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Late Enough Artwork

A friend wrote a post on balance that got me thinking. Not about balance since the best terms I’m on with balance is a quick nod as I race by to find the other extreme. But it did get me thinking about average. Why do I enjoy setting myself up for failure? Why must I [...]

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Our family has a bizarre obsession with underwear. Well, mostly me. And my daughter. (Which worries me. On many, many, levels.) My son just avoids it at all costs. (My husband is a no comment. Mostly because it’s no funny comment.)

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Too many underwear

This past summer I (we) potty trained my son. Let’s revisit the moment. The moment that lasts for weeks and weeks and weeks and weeks. (Did no one tell you that, too?) My goal that summer is merely to house train E. But one thing led to another and he uses the potty EVERYWHERE. (Well [...]

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Late Enough

I’ve been weepy lately. Like REALLY weepy. Like break out the calendar because there is not other explanation weepy. Except I’d be three weeks early.

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Late Enough

I’m the kind of person who LOVES an epilogue.  I’m no When Harry Met Sally, reading it first in case I die, but when an author leaves me hanging, not knowing who married who and if they are happy, well, NO FIVE CAT FREAKS FOR YOU. With that in mind I realized that I have [...]

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