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• Sally, scout, sisters

  No wonder I never get Molly’s name right on the first try

  06.14.11 | Permalink | 2 Comments

  My mom says Molly doesn’t look much like my other kids. To me she looks exactly like them and only like herself. (I am getting too fond of the “this and exactly the opposite of that” construction, I know.) My Dad says (in a letter to my brother on his mission in Texas) that Molly [...]

• 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 [...]

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  It never gets old

  05.11.11 | Permalink | Comments Off

  I think I have done this to each of my children, and it is as fresh as the first time.

• motherhood, scout

  Flexible Milestones

  04.20.11 | Permalink | 11 Comments

  When Avery first rolled over (and off my bed), it was a happy milestone (any resulting brain damage appears minimal). I was thrilled when she slept through the night, when she smiled, when she laughed, when she crawled, when she walked. When Callie first rolled over (and off my bed), it was a great milestone [...]

• baby Molly, motherhood, scout

  Rocker baby chick

  02.28.11 | Permalink | 4 Comments

  The cool mist humidifiers are working overtime, and still Molly wakes up with pinkish-rubber-snot-plugged nostrils. Poor baby. Tom asked me why she’s still sick when she gets all the breastfeeding, and I’ve gotten good at making her think she wants the bubble-gum flavored antibiotics. The trick is to let her play with the dropper, do the [...]

• breastfeeding, motherhood, scout, writing

  Before Letdown

  01.05.11 | Permalink | 2 Comments

  It’s still dark. It’s winter, of course it’s still dark, but even in the summer it’s dark at 5:44 am. A cry comes from the baby’s room and I’m up and stumbling bodily to the door before my brain has even recognized the sound, my torso moving with purpose, working my legs and even less [...]

• baby Molly, childbirth, labor & delivery, motherhood, scout

  Birth Story, finally

  11.16.10 | Permalink | 13 Comments

  I think this is the part where I get to say, demurely and modestly, of course, that thank you, thank you, yes, no applause please, I birthed that baby without any pain medication. But all I can really say is that that is some PAINFUL stuff, and if I hadn’t been blessed with a pretty [...]

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