I can’t pose this stuff:
Why would I want to when this happens spontaneously?
I’m smitten with my tiny family.
These are the grandest, most fickle, whimsical days, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
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From the category archives:
family
I have a reputation in my family (okay, okay, with my dad) for flip flopping more than John Kerry.
In some ways this is true–I had my sights on an east coast college, then in the next split second I made an irreversible early decision application to my alma mater. I had a moving truck packed [...]
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Hannah is not quite eight months yet, but thoughts of her first birthday have been crossing my mind since before she was born. I’ve vacillated between having an intimate fondue party with our immediate family or actually pulling together some sort of shindig. These are the ideas I have so far.
Banana Republic:
Come as your [...]
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Something about having a baby has made me hyper-aware of the cliches I spit (see?) out on a frighteningly regular basis. When I use them, I know I’m being lazy with my word choice, and as an ardent defender of words, this rubs me the wrong way (see? and, a mixed metaphor to boot (see [...]
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Time has become this gelatinous thing–every moment feels so long and so perfect, but just as I celebrate its perfection, it’s gone. This is both the most profound and most heartbreaking thing about my experience of motherhood so far. Hannah is sublime in each moment, but within seconds she turns into a new baby. Her [...]
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Hannah came into the world two months ago, yesterday. I’ve learned a lot about her in those two months–there’s all the predictable things, of course. I know what her varied faces mean, that a smile often means she’s about to spit up, that a wrinkly nose means there’s an air bubble in her bottle, that [...]
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It’s taken me about five weeks to even start writing this. I don’t have any real reason other than the fact that my arms feel unbearably empty and naked when she’s not in them, and it’s taken me about five weeks to learn how to position her so I can type semi-decently. Well, that, and [...]
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…you get pictures. Lots of poorly lit, not really edited pictures. They’re fun pictures that you hope your daughter will one day giggle over, especially the ones with the bump (at the very bottom).
This is my mess of a bed. I was sleepy and achy, so I tried to organize all the little outfits we [...]
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