This has been an uproarious 48 hours, what with all of the voters’ rights legislations being gutted, fabulous Texan ladies filibustering and same-sex marriage banning, um, being declared unconstitutional. Keeping the rhythm there was a bit rough. Apologizes. I guess all I want to say is this: I look at this gorgeous face and the…
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In all of the things I have been reflecting on as this first year of Abigail’s life comes full-circle, my marriage with Scott is a big one. I think about the last few hours of labor with AG, looking at my husband who was beside himself with worry and concern and love for me and…
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Two years ago, Scott and I boarded a plane for New Hampshire, where we’d land, rent a tiny little car and head to Vermont to get married. It remains the best trip of my life, ever, and that includes last year’s Mediterranean trip with my old boss. This morning on the way to work, on…
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Look, I’m really exhausted these days. And not in a thyroid way, though I imagine that has something to do with it. Work is crazy insane busy and if I’m not working late, I am hastily waking up at 4 a.m. to agonize about not being at work at that moment and all of the…
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1) We have been packed for a month. I’m starting to forget what we actually own. When we finally do unpack and unwrap boxes, it will feel like Christmas Eve! Then again, it might actually be Christmas Eve by the time we move in. 2) So hey! Then we don’t have buy each other presents…
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I have always hated this apartment. My ex-husband found it and I never wanted to live here in the first place. I went kicking and screaming the whole way through finding it, this new, smaller, cheaper apartment than the one we’d been living in for two years. The intention was to save more money –…
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Tomorrow is our one-year anniversary. There are some days when it boggles my mind to think we’ve only been married a year. We eased into being married much more seamlessly than we did being a couple, interestingly enough. The romantic in me likes to believe it’s simply because this was always where we were destined…
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So it’s been four months, and there’s no sign of a baby anywhere. I don’t want this blog to turn into a, I don’t know, infertility blog, because it’s not. But it’s been four months of trying and we’re not pregnant and after that much unprotected sex, you can’t help but reflect, or, at the…
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Friday night our friend Steve celebrated his 28th birthday. While certainly in theory a five-year age difference means nothing, in practice it’s something altogether because people in their 20s still do things like go out on a Friday night to celebrate their birthdays. The majority of those I know who are in their mid-to-late 30s…
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1) We put an offer in on a house yesterday. We’re haven’t heard a word, and I’m deciding not to read into that too much. The agent has been Eager McEagerpants, and we know the seller is anxious to sell, although, really, aren’t most sellers in this market? No one is actually selling unless they…
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Years ago, right after high school graduation, my friend Ryan, with whom I had drinks a few weeks ago, during which he said he doesn’t remember saying this to me, told me he could never see me as a mom. He looked me dead in the eye, serious as a heart attack, over pie at…
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