Mom-fessions of a Flexible Riser

If you ask my husband, he’ll say I’m a morning person. I must admit, morning is my cup of tea.  With the fresh air and the birds twittering and the day shaking off the dew of the night: every single thing is rife with possibilities.  Everything has a new chance in that morning slant of sun, or […]

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Adjust and Readjust

“Why are you so tired?” I hear my brain accusing. “You didn’t even DO what you planned to today.”  Trying to think back to what I did do, I was filled with exhaustion.  Never before in my life have I needed to be so flexible, about positively everything, than in these little years. The hard work of Mommyhood: […]

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History: Slouching and Shooting Spitballs

Our history is just incredible. Girls, I want to interrupt our regularly scheduled posts to make an important announcement that doesn’t have to do with Mommyhood: Independence Day is my favorite.  Our history is just incredible. I want to take a moment to say:  our forefathers of our nation were a bunch of unlikely punks. […]

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Beauty Treatment

At swim lessons, I saw her, and part of me wondered what styling team she employed.  Rubbing sunblock on her three children, she flicked her long, curled, highlighted hair.  Her nose was thin, and her jawline slender.  I could have measured her eyelashes with a yard stick.  She crossed her legs from under her size […]

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When the Next Wave Comes

I. I grew up in a small town on the ocean.  I remember spending whole afternoons in the waves with my sisters, boogie boarding.  Admittedly, lying belly down on a stubby foam board was not as cool as surfing, but we did what we could.  We lived for the afternoons where the swells were just […]

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Unhappy: An Open Letter to My Children

Dear children, my job is to make you unhappy, about half of the time. I love you too much to let it be otherwise. In my philosophy, disappointment should come from home first.  Here, within the loving environment of our family,  should be your first point of reference for that sensation. Just like you should […]

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Safe and Sound

Now, this is the scary stuff.  This stuff you only dare discuss with your best friend on a long walk so that you don’t have to look her in the eye.  Or what comes to mind when you stare into the flickering campfire late into the night. But this just may also be the stuff […]

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Freak-Out’s and Trusting

When it really matters, when in life a giant black sinkhole opens up downstream, and you don’t have any paddles to escape, there are essentially two kinds of prayers: Freak-Out’s, and Trusting. How can you tell the difference? The clue is to hear the prayers themselves. Listen to this one: “Oh God oh God oh […]

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I Have “Anything”

Sick babies don’t sleep. Mine didn’t that night.  In my delirium, I lost track how many times he yowled and I arose to soothe or nurse him.  It was a mystery illness, showing little but a low-grade fever for a few days, and a cranky demeanor.  I didn’t get the fever, but the crankiness sure […]

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THIS

Something has been grabbing my brain lately with the most inexplicable sensation of pleasure, and I hear myself exclaiming: “This!”  I yelled as I ran through the trees on the mud run with my best friend. “This!” I sighed as I sat in the sand with my husband and baby, while the girls built castles […]

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