Monthly Archives: March 2012

Cool and His Friends

I always said I would be Cool Mom. Cool Mom is laid back, doesn’t let the little stuff get to her, has a plan and sticks to it without drama, without ruffling of feathers and sweating of pits. Cool Mom … Continue reading

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Everything is Harder?

(That’s what she said.) This week, The Husband and I solved the pre-church stress ritual by not going, which is sometimes what showing grace to yourself looks like. It also looks like a walk into our suburb’s downtown area, lazily … Continue reading

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Work Pants

“You really need to go back to work,” The Sis told me the other day, after I had asked her yet another question about naps or feedings or something. The world has not demanded much of me in the way … Continue reading

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Balancing Acts

The light bulb went off sometime yesterday: the hardest part of being a mom is that I’m still me. I’m still impatient. I still demand my own way. I’m still rigid. I still value getting everything “right” over seeing the … Continue reading

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Winging It

In this edition of Things I Never Thought I’d Hear, See, or Do Before I had a kid: HEAR: Yesterday I called the doctor with my symptoms and was told I should be seen right away. A couple of hours later, … Continue reading

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This Love

This is the kind of love people run away from, build up walls to protect themselves against. This is the kind of love that overtakes the runner and tears down the walls, that penetrates the heart and puts everything else … Continue reading

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The Bearable Lightness of Being

The Kid will be three months old tomorrow. Thank God. We were told that six weeks and three months are benchmarks, that joy and order arrive with them. But all that arrived with six weeks was a growth spurt and … Continue reading

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Spring Cleaning

It was a fool’s errand, really, entering my closet the other day with the purpose of culling its contents for underused items. But I do it every year, at least since I lived in New York and my closet was … Continue reading

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Killing Time

It was a rare moment: The Kid sleeping soundly in his swing, leaving me with an uncertain number of minutes to myself, and no urgent tasks to be completed. My brain instantly switched into Strategize mode, considering the second-tier chores … Continue reading

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