It’s been a while since I’ve offered up my favorite type of advice. If you’re a parent or have even spoken aloud that you someday intend to become a parent, then you know this type of advice intimately. It’s unsolicited advice, of course. So here’s a little bit more (because there’s never enough) about…
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I shared this story over on http://www.hellomytribe.com and I’m sharing it here, too, with a little intro to say this: It is hard to write a birth story! I spent way too much time on this and I’m still not satisfied. How do you put into words an experience that is so intensely physical and deeply internal?…
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As this pregnancy winds down (or ramps up), I’ve had this idea for something I’ve wanted to write about for several months but it’s felt risky to say out loud. And at the same time, it feels risky to not say it because soon I might forget that the feeling even existed. So, here we…
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We’re back from our trip back east and it’s got me thinking a lot about home and what that means. We spent a lot of time in our childhood homes on this trip. We also spent time back in our old neighborhood in Brooklyn- our home for 6 years. Coming home to our house…
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This Sunday will be my 4th Father’s Day without a father to call. I couldn’t remember what we did on my dad’s last Father’s Day so I went back through old emails. And I still can’t remember entirely. I think that might have been the weekend my dad and I went out in his…
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The other night I did something I haven’t done since last August. Mike folded the laundry, put away his and Luke’s clothes and left mine on the dresser, as is the system around here*. Then, I put my clothes away in my drawers. You guys! I put my clothes away! Right away! Immediately!…
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It’s been a while. But I have the best excuse. I am 20 weeks pregnant! With a boy! When I imagined becoming pregnant again I thought I’d want to share with the world quickly. I’ve thought a lot about the grin and bare it silence that can mark the first trimester as well as the…
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Today my grandmother, “Gamma” to all of her grandkids and great-grandkids (19 of us in total, if I did my math correctly), passed away at 98 years old. I had a feeling that when I saw her at Christmas it would be our last time together and I think she did, too. She wasn’t one…
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This post brought to you by Luke’s pink eye* (and his long afternoon nap). I joined a writing group. Actually, I made a new friend (via Luke, like most of my new friends these days) and then I forced her to start a writing group and invite me to it. She is a a real writer…
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Brownstone to Bungalow 