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daughters

• daughters, pregnancy

  Disconnect

  01.15.10 | Permalink | 22 Comments

  One of my best friends came to stay with us for a few days. She planned her trip before I was struck down in the afternoon and evenings by this first-trimester-stomach-unhappiness, and I have been hoping that I can be cheerful enough to not rain on her vacation. (I am great in the mornings, which [...]

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  My daughter, herself

  09.25.09 | Permalink | 44 Comments

  The other night I was helping Sally with her homework. I am fundamentally opposed to homework for elementary school kids, but Sally, age 8, third grade, feels better if she does it. So I help her with it. And some of it isn’t bad; it’s games for her to play with a parent, or a [...]

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  Does it matter?

  09.24.09 | Permalink | 6 Comments

  A couple weeks ago, Sally rushed into the house with a roar of MOM that was half-way between mad and hurt. At least it sounded mad a bit, but turned out to be all hurt, and a baby cub’s aggressive appeal for comfort. She had fallen off her bike on the way home from school [...]

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  Sticks and Stones

  06.11.09 | Permalink | 22 Comments

  I’d like to apologize for feelings I hurt on the Bad Mother Manifesto thing. It is always my hope that we can discuss ideas without attacking people, though I do not always succeed at this, and for that I am truly sorry.
  I hope this explains (metaphorically) why I feel so strongly about appropriating and using [...]

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  Why it terrifies me to mother daughters

  03.19.09 | Permalink | 26 Comments

  When my sister’s husband walked out on her and their three children, aged five, three, and one, my sister was shattered. I held her as she cried that day, and I raged that a man could be so careless with the heart and the lives that were given in trust to him.
  It’s been a year [...]