There are two times in life in which parents later regret a great deal many things: Most of the experiences they had in their younger days The first year after having their first child The common thread between the two, of course, is that both are littered with an exorbitant amount of hubris, the kind…
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I’m at the point in half-marathon training where I would rather do just about anything than run. This is sort of the way with me anything, which is why I’m never terribly consistent about things such as half-marathons. I love them as a goal, as a thing to do, but the dedication required to make…
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I have officially lost all of the baby weight. For those of you counting at home, that’s 34 pounds I’ve lost since giving birth. Eight of that was baby. The rest was mine to deal with on my own. I’m happy – not, you know, happier than say if I’d won an Oscar, but certainly…
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Oh I am an awful blogger. I have about five posts that I’ve started and stopped a few times in the past month and at some point, usually around 9 p.m., I just shut the laptop and get ready for bed. Writing here, or at least trying to write something of quality, has been too…
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My computer is on the fritz so there isn’t much of a way for me to write here these days. Yes, there is my iPad, and my husband’s laptop, but both are a pain. Eventually we’ll fix it. It’s only two-years-old and I’m not in the mood to buy a new computer. 1) I’ve only…
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There was a moment about a month ago when I realized, while making the half-mile walk from the train to my front door, that I wasn’t dreading coming home. And as each subsequent day passed by, and with each new picture I printed out and posted in my office, I really and truly found myself…
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So I’ve lost eight pounds since Mother’s Day and have shaved a minute off of my mile time since I last ran, more than a year ago. I’m happy about the weight loss, of course, but at this point even eight pounds has little-to-no impact on me getting into many of my clothes. And I…
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If you’re just joining this blog, you probably don’t know that when I wasn’t obsessing over babies and sleep, I was obsessing over weight loss and body image. In the subsequent years since I began in earnest to change my life – loosely translated, this means I no longer drink like a fish, eat like…
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So last week I started a new workout routine. I’m working on losing 35 pounds. Now don’t get me wrong – I only have about 10 pounds of baby weight left on me, which I have since about week three, and none of which budged a bit since then. However, I was about 15 pounds…
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Ahhhh. It has been a much better week. There have been a confluence of events – my birthday, help from family, a haircut, sleep, a few trips out of the house – that have made this happen. The total sum has meant, simply, feeling less like someone’s wet nurse and feeling more like a human…
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Thanks, everyone, for sharing your stories and kind words. As always, it means so much to me. I’ve been re-reading your comments a lot these past few days. I am not miraculously better but I am in a better state. I’m still not getting as much sleep as we’d like, but we’re doing OK. I’m…
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My friends AB and Eliza (I believe) introduced me years ago to the phrase “dropped my basket.” I always liked how it made somewhat light of the serious act of going a bit crazy. Irish people and southerners and their dark humor. Dear friends, this week I dropped my basket all over the place. I…
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The moment Abigail was brought to me in the recovery room after the c-section, she immediately latched onto my breast. I was still out of it for the most part, but it was a pretty life-altering moment, even if I didn’t understand it as it happened. If nothing else, it meant something to me that…
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