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motherhood
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Being Mormon, LDS Church, motherhood, mothering daughters
Living up to our privileges
10.21.12 | Permalink | 9 CommentsI went to the temple for the first time in a long time on Thursday, and while I felt half imposter-sinner and half conscientious-objector while I was convented there, there was a point where tears overtook me and I felt it was a direct answer to doubts I have been having recently. Doubts about whether [...]
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baby Molly, motherhood
My kingdom for a happy baby
09.10.12 | Permalink | 4 CommentsLast week Molly was miserable. She was fine (a different baby! said my dad. Happy to see us and quick to warm up!) when passed around from aunt to grandparents to dad while I got psyched about nutrition, organization, parenting and marriage at Education Week. And then I came home, after a week of unconcerned [...]
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motherhood, mothering daughters
Everything you needed to learn on the way to kindergarten
We’re riding our bikes to school this year and even though it’s still quite warm (mid-90s) by the time afternoon kindergarten rolls around, I love the little extra bursts of activity I’m getting in my day. It doesn’t compare to Tom’s 18 mile each-way bike to work, but it’s a bit of fresh air. The [...]
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motherhood, mothering daughters, school
Teacher gifts, feminist edition
Yesterday we met Avery’s new teacher. She is the meanest teacher, like ever on the face of the planet. This does not dismay me, in fact she seems kind of silly, but maybe that is just a nervous, day-before-the-first-day laugh. Avery is eager to visit with her teacher from last year, the wonderful Mr. C, [...]
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Being Mormon, motherhood, mothering daughters
Blessings for Callie on the start of second grade
I prepare my oil. Coconut, not olive. Lavender for calm, peppermint for cool clarity, vanilla for warmth, ginger for spice. The oil warms my palms as I rub them briskly. I hold the back of her neck in my hands, sweeping from the top of her spine to the base of her skull. Breathe in [...]
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breastfeeding, motherhood
Milk for thought
I am still mortified, almost two years later, by what I said to that newly-pregnant young college student. I was at a dinner with my husband for the guest speakers at a university’s pre-professional writing conference. Tom was the corporate drone representative. Our dinner companions were poets and fiction writers and essayists. And the newly-pregnant [...]
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baby Molly, motherhood
More (or less) baby
03.18.12 | Permalink | 4 CommentsThis morning Molly (aged 18 months) opened the refrigerator, pulled out a Ziploc with a piece of leftover pizza in it, opened the bag and started eating. Possibly my other children did this (they learn young to fend for themselves), but I don’t remember quite such precocity. Either way, now that she has mastered cold-pizza-for-breakfast, [...]
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