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Married to Addiction: Jericho’s Walls

It was the morning after, and with bleary eyes he hugged me tightly and said, “It must be so hard to love me.” “No,” I lamented softly. “It’s so easy. And that’s what makes bearing this so hard.” We were on year three or four of the cycle. The cycle of calm, security and intimacy… Continue reading Married to Addiction: Jericho’s Walls

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Where Our Babies Come From: Rd. 3

We have been overwhelmed with the well wishes following our news that we’re expecting baby #3! Frankly, I needed to announce it so it would start to feel more real to me. I still can’t quite believe that I’m pregnant. With a human baby. Unlike our first 2 babies, this little bean was a total… Continue reading Where Our Babies Come From: Rd. 3

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The Two Things I Want for My Girls

“Fank you for eatin’ da ice cweam wif us a’day,” NorBeff quietly whispered to me tonight through tears of offense that I was making her go to bed but not letting her sleep with a fork and a “biiiiig knife, pwease, Mom! It’s my favowite.” My little spark so fierce and so soft and so… Continue reading The Two Things I Want for My Girls

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The Well: A Motherhood Manifesto

You know how once you become a mother, it suddenly becomes an unspoken requirement to greet other mothers with, “Hey, Mama!” Well, Hey Mamas! Listen, it’s becoming increasingly difficult to ignore that as a generation of mothers, we seem to be finding more joy in broadcasting the trials of parenthood than in the job with… Continue reading The Well: A Motherhood Manifesto

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The Fuel or The Fight

Nora Beth woke up from her nap yesterday with a case of croup. She went through the evening, night and most of today in great spirits, totally defying her barking cough and fever. She was exceptionally snuggly, which isn’t her norm, and at one point reached up, touched my mouth and whispered, “Mommy. Your lips… Continue reading The Fuel or The Fight