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Archive for November, 2009

Fourteen Weeks

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This week: Casual Pantless Golfing Buddy

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Did you see those SHOES?

Though this is late, I wanted to express my thankfulness this year. I have been more lucky than I can possibly express, and I am truly grateful for every day I have.
This last year has brought me:
A relatively unremarkable pregnancy, that was textbook and easy to conceive (a lot easier than we thought!) and worry-for-the-baby [...]

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It started with Ariel. I remember my sister being just GA-GA over Prince Eric, and I sat there wondering why I preferred the Little Mermaid more. Where she could not get over that hair curl, I could not get over the bellybutton or clamshells or the way her waist cinched in. I told myself it [...]

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So, seeing as I have nothing to write about except veering wildly from sadness to elation about this small man who woke up covered in pee at 7 am because we were trying so very hard to get him to sleep and stay asleep last night that we neglected to change his diaper since, like, [...]

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Holy Shit, Ma!

“Um, are we sure this is a good idea here, Mom?”

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I feel like I’ll look back on my posts during this time and marvel and how insanely negative I was all the time. Like, even my happy posts have an undertone of, “Fuck this shit.” I feel like I’ll look back and feel sad that I didn’t work harder on being happy and grateful, that [...]

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Three months

Three months.
Depending on the day you ask me, I’ll either tell you that things are getting better, or that we’ll never sleep again and I’m going to burn the house down so that we can all be in hell TOGETHER. This month MM and I are trying to find a schedule that works, or rather [...]

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Aunt Flo arrived today, a mistress of darkness I haven’t seen in almost exactly a year, and only once, and then like three years before that. I had to blow the dust off my costco-sized box of tampons, but I’m happy to report that insertion is like riding a big, absorbent, cotton bike.
Now I know [...]

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I don’t do well with crowds anymore

Out for a walk the other night, we see hububb out our front door. Appoximately a jillion cars were sitting on our little road, and winding along to the slightly bigger road next to it. There were police directing traffic, there were people wandering around, and we thought, “Hell, could they have built another soccer [...]

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Inked

I got my first tattoo when I was 18. I don’t remember those days very well….for some reason….but I would not be surprised if I did not go to get the tattoo the DAY I turned 18 to say, “Fuck you, Dad, and your willy-nilly rules that come and go depending on if you give [...]

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