Tell Her

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I put her in her bed early tonight, because I’m tired and potty training is hard. I got in the bath and scrolling through Facebook, I read a post about a little boy whose eyes began to cross and his mothers lost him after a year. Again I thanked God that cancer happened to me […]

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Let Them Be Little

It’s starting to happen more often, now. A judgment made that she’s too old to be in diapers. The expectation that she has any concept of age or enough motor control to hold up two specific fingers on command from a stranger. I had an uncle who had to bring his birth certificate to every […]

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Praying for You

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My husband routinely prays before each meal. I am usually knee deep in spaghetti by the time I take notice and join in. Our daughter will clasp her hands and watch him as he prays. When he says “Amen”, she shouts it and joins me in the sauce-y depths. I have long journeyed in my […]

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The Boy Who Hated Books

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He hated reading growing up. He hated school, too. He wasn’t diagnosed as dyslexic until the end of his sophomore year in high school. There are people to blame there, but he wouldn’t. Imagine going that long and not understanding why it’s so much harder for you than everyone else. Imagine a childhood without dragons […]

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Tomorrow

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I take pride in being a citizen of the world. I start my morning with a slew of online publications and I update constantly throughout the day. I marvel at working conditions in Holland and worry over viruses in South America. The world is a big, beautiful place. I dream about showing my daughter the […]

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Girls Are Magic

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You were watching a cartoon yesterday, some innocuous thing, and a character flicked her wand. Sparks shot from the end and she changed the world around her. I was folding clothes when you asked what it was. “Magic,” I said and you inched closer to the TV. “Girls are magic,” you whispered and I caught my breath. […]

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Valentine’s Day

Last year on Feb 14th I got a package in the mail. It was a dozen chocolate covered strawberries. They were beautiful and sweet and they weren’t from my husband. When I was 21 and in college I hardly dated. I’m a terrible dater. I’m an asshole when I’m nervous and the only times I’ve […]

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“Is She His?”

It’s not OK to insinuate I cheated on my husband. It’s not OK to ask if she’s really his. I know you’re not funny. It’s become obvious in the last 15 seconds. But let’s think about a more appropriate way to break the ice. Something less private, like how much money we make or possibly […]

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Pre-Pregnancy Wait

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T’was the week before Christmas and I yelled at an old lady in a public bathroom. In my defense, we were 2.5 hours into our trip to south Texas and I’d just read a story about a lady trying to steal a baby from a mother in a Kohl’s restroom. No, I didn’t have my […]

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Is Lena Pretty Donations

***UPDATE: This donation is NOW CLOSED! We met our GOAL and donated 130 books!*** I was approached a few months ago by the Muscular Dystrophy Association of Orange County. It’s always fun to see where my books end up, but when I received an email from the Executive Director of MDAOC I was especially excited. […]

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‘Uh-Oh They’re Here’: The Toddler Years

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Due to the fact that Lifetime and various Discovery Channels still make shows about ghosts and haunted houses, I’m going to assume I’m not the only one watching them. While I’m loyal in my viewership, I doubt the sporadic TV watching I’ve done since becoming a parent is keeping these shows afloat. These quality television […]

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2015

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There are two times everyone looks back and reflects on their life. One is their birthday, and one is the last day of the year. Yes, I’m leaving off the deathbed one, because if dying is anything like getting prepped for a C-Section I will be hugging an elderly nurse, trying to recite the names […]

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Inside Voice

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I hate loud noises. I sleep with earplugs or I don’t sleep; and when I was teaching I could hear a whisper from a classroom away. If you have had the pleasure of attending a movie with me, then you know I don’t wear earrings because I use my fingers to press my earlobes into […]

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OMG

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As soon as the resident said it, he knew he’d made a mistake. In a few months it’ll be a year, but I still remember the look on his face. The ER doctor poked his head in the door. He asked what the ophthalmology resident on call thought it was. Carcinoma he said. So off-hand. […]

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