Ever since Joe’s arrival, my hearing is sharper. It’s like some cotton from one of my many childhood ear infections was left inside and when I gave birth it was spotted, taken out, and suddenly, …
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ears peeled
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Boys
Me, reading this Book to Joe: Okay so Joe, trucks and cars and trains are typically things that Boys like, but you don’t HAVE to like any of these things. You can like whatever you …
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freedom
I have never in my life felt more engaged in an election, probably because I want to shape and preserve the world for my son, so that he might grow up in a country where …
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not lost on me
October is national pregnancy and infant loss awareness month, and it’s not lost on me that this time last year, we’d just had our second failed IVF transfer and I screamed in a parking lot …
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you had to be there
Today, on how Babies are like Sunsets: pictures don’t capture them. You see the sunset, it’s striking, you scramble for your phone, take a picture, then look at the picture you took, and something magic …
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dishwasher v. boy
I’ve always been in love with Time, or at least I’ve perceived it as Love, but it’s Control: I own it, and it does what I want. Each second is a something that can be …
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the worry spot
Joe, in 15 or so years: Mom? What is this weird spot on my chest? Me: Where? Joe: right here, over my heart? It’s this weird like, indented spot. Is it like my birthmark, or …
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the Baby Gym
There are things called baby gyms that you put your baby underneath to stimulate their brains, and if you DON’T then your baby will grow up to be a murderer or at least have little …
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screaming awake
I’m still getting used to New Sleep, in which you never quite sleep, but are always listening for the sound of your baby crying, or moving, or thinking, or anything-ing. You float above sleep, but …
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A Blessing
I am VERY LUCKY that I have a husband that wants to and is able to be an equal participant in raising (ie: desperately, moment to moment, trying to understand and the keeping alive of) …