Little Miss wanted nothing to do with the amazing Sesame Ginger Lentil Salad I made for dinner tonight (seriously, it was good, like $9/100gram at a high-end deli, good). Nor did she want any of the four other things I offered her. She wanted yogurt. Just yogurt. But of course the
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Despite oh so much sleep training, last week the string of horrible nights since Christmas travels (yeah, this post was written awhile ago) finally felt like it had come to an end. After consistently waking three to four times in frenzied desperation a night, Little Miss’ screaming fits had eased.
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Moms, Do you ever look at your child and get floored by the fact that this person was literally made inside of you? That this individual with their own wants and fears and joys and loves and opinions was once a part of your very being? And this next question
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Life is short, so yesterday I put work aside, kicked back, and watched The Ballad of Buster Scruggs. It’s a Coen brothers movie of western-themed vignettes, and every single one features a death. It’s great. No, really, it is. I loved it. But during one of the many displays of
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My mood is almost entirely determined by a 13 month old. That was my realization today, and there’s something wrong with that. Absolutely, essentially wrong. She’s a baby. I’m a full-grown woman. And yet … When she’s happy and laughing my world is right. I feel joy, no matter how exhausted
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Can paradise ever be paradise when you have a toddler? We’re in Grand Cayman, the weather is amazing, just hot enough with a cooling breeze. Flowers are in bloom, roosters crow with delight. We’re away from the crowds as we visit a lovely lady who was my mom’s roommate back
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As I sit to write, my daughter is 1 year 1 month and 8 days old. She’ll likely be much older by the time this post makes it to the world’s eyes because … being a mom. I’m a writer, and so all along, even when she was nothing but
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A few nights ago my eyes were bigger than my stomach, and so that last piece of chocolate bark I’d had with my tea ended up staying on the plate. Our house is pretty chilly and, in the almost two years we’ve lived here, I’ve never even seen a bug
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