There is another one. I just opened the front door and stepped into my living room.  My eyes scanned the edges and corners of the floor. There is another, along the hall.  And there, under the chair are two more.  Rumpled and dirty and inside out.  The small white bits of cloth blown and …

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I drive. For the sake of my family, I drive. I didn’t used to drive so much. I walked. I rode my bike. I even had my motorcycle license. But now, I drive. My job requires it of me. It’s one of the essential skill sets for being a mom in America in the 21st-century. …

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  Let me tell you a story.  Let me tell you two stories actually. The first is a story I read to my girls two nights ago.  It’s a sweet story about a big family in a little house.  There was a poor man, who lived in a tiny house with his wife, father, and …

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It’s over.  The whole holiday season.  I know that as a mama and a wife, it was largely my job to work the magic and the social calendar for my family.  I also know that I had a two-month-old baby this season, which automatically forfeited any ambitious holiday schemes that may have been brewing. Over …

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Have a peaceful Christmas: my personal tiding to you this season. It’s Christmas.  It’s life, and then it’s Christmas on top of that.  It’s getting and decorating the tree.  Scratch that: it’s getting the tree, then nursing the baby while the kids hang ornaments in low-hanging clumps, all while the control freak in me swallows …

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Hey girls, come closer.  Yes, come over here.  I’m going to tell you a secret.  It’s deep and dark and my children wouldn’t even believe me if I told them. Here it goes: Once upon a time, I was more than a mommy. I was all these different things, both tough and gentle, both capable …

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