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• Being Mormon, breastfeeding, motherhood

  thy nursing fathers

  07.19.11 | Permalink | 3 Comments

  There is a prickling at the back of my mind, like a phantom limb that isn’t a phantom or a limb, but is a part of me, if I am away from my nursing baby too long. The unbreakable tie that tethers us is invisible in the hours we are separated. Yesterday I painted downstairs [...]

• internet, motherhood

  Internetal Ridic

  07.12.11 | Permalink | 11 Comments

  Normally I am against arguments such that the times we live in (furthered by the technology we use) are the worst ever. Like, arguments that Facebook is increasing divorce. Yes, some people meet cheating partners online, but don’t you think those people would meet them somewhere else anyway? But some things are so ridiculous it [...]

• fatherhood, motherhood, parenting

  Attack of the Sanctidaddy

  06.20.11 | Permalink | 6 Comments

  A couple days before Father’s Day, I read the CNN article A father’s day wish: Dads, wake the hell up, which at some point on Saturday had been shared on Facebook over 55,ooo times. It’s basically a rallying cry for fathers to spend more time with their kids, and to appreciate their stay-at-home wives more. [...]

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  The five best decisions I never made

  06.09.11 | Permalink | 15 Comments

  Lately I’ve been thinking how I really should have had only one child. If Avery was my only child, I’d be set. I’d have my graduate degree (in something) by now, and I’d be pursuing a fabulous career (in something). In Cairo we knew a couple with one child who was about Avery’s age now. [...]

• baby Molly, motherhood, scout

  Stealing time

  05.26.11 | Permalink | 5 Comments

  There’s nothing I can say that hasn’t been said before and that could in any case convey the bittersweetness as Molly cuts her third tooth and climbs to the top of the stairs as soon as my back is turned. And I won’t apologize for neglecting everything to rock her as she nurse-naps in the [...]

• motherhood

  Unlovable Lovable You

  05.10.11 | Permalink | 7 Comments

  The other day Tom asked me, half (or more) seriously, why I love the baby best — why I never get mad at her, why she always gets kisses and gaga-happy greetings, and how I can cheerfully drop everything to take care of her ficklest of whims. Evolutionary biology, I said. But I do have [...]

• motherhood

  Sick Day

  04.28.11 | Permalink | 4 Comments

  Tom stayed home yesterday while I lay dying. I feel a lot better today, and I’m beyond grateful my husband has a job where he can take a sick day when I need him to. The only thing is, now the inside of my house looks like my putrifying flesh felt like yesterday. On the [...]

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