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The service was quiet. There weren’t all that many people in the church that day.
We were sitting behind them by a bit. Their baby had been really good throughout the whole thing. But then, all of a sudden, she wasn’t. Not that she wasn’t good. But she wasn’t [...]
The bagger chit-chatted with my youngest. “What’s your name? . . . Oh, that’s beautiful! . . . Do you have any brothers or sisters? . . . One of each, huh? Are they in school? . . . And, so, I bet you go to daycare maybe? Some days?”
At [...] (because sometimes you just need a snack while potty-training)
I’m super duper lucky with the kiddos I got, in so many ways. They’re all fantastic eaters with adventurous and hearty appetites. They’re all fabulous sleepers who go to bed without question and almost never come out, save to use the bathroom. They’re [...] image source Last week, we started a new session of gymnastics. This means I wrote yet another check and also that some new kids joined the class.
I like meeting new people, but those first classes are always just a little awkward. If everyone were new, it probably wouldn’t be, but some [...] I hear a lot of generalizations. A lot of blanket statements. A lot of information that, while likely founded in some scientific study somewhere, should never be used as a scare tactic.
So, just for fun, I’d like to reveal that…
My child with the highest IQ is the [...] It was a year ago that I skipped dinner, too edgy to eat whatever it was I had served up that night. A year ago that I kissed my children goodnight and whispered to my husband that I was running out to get some things. He nodded, knowing full-well what I was doing.
[...] (You can catch up on G‘s story right here: A Third Baby, Fighting Panic, Connecticut to Oklahoma, You’ve Got the Job, The Birth Story, 95 Degrees, She struggles to breathe, I struggle to walk., The Liquid Diet, Not Enough Oxygen, Getting Out of There, Let’s Party!, Fitting Our Lives into a Minivan, Finding [...] image source First of all, I would be remiss in not commencing this post by telling you all that I am NOT pregnant. I can just imagine people getting all excited for me for no reason at all, even though I don’t really think I’m being misleading.
Really, this post is just [...] (You can catch up on G‘s story right here: A Third Baby, Fighting Panic, Connecticut to Oklahoma, You’ve Got the Job, The Birth Story, 95 Degrees, She struggles to breathe, I struggle to walk., The Liquid Diet, Not Enough Oxygen, Getting Out of There, Let’s Party!, Fitting Our Lives into a Minivan, Finding [...] Flat. It is flat, my belly. No mound, no swell, no ripple, no pucker. Flat. My hand slips over, willing a curve to build, craving the tap-tap of promise. Flat. Tears pool in the crease of a mouth that is a flat line. No curve, no turn, no flash of dimple. Flat. My emotions [...] |
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