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I can’t for the life of me sustain a thought long enough to write it down. In general. Except now we’re on vacation and I can’t sustain a thought long enough to remember to eat breakfast. Or find my half-finished cup of coffee. This has been the vacation of diarrhea (me, the dog, Z), and [...]
It’s been a long time. It’s almost at the point where so much has happened that I’ll forget most of it unless I record it somehow. So here you go: 1. Reader, I married him. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to write that sentence. So unsentimental as to be the most romantic [...]
My sister’s 6-year-old son has leukemia. He was diagnosed on Tuesday, when he just went for a blood test at a hematology center because he’d been pale for a few weeks and seemed to have a slightly strange kind of anemia on a blood test he my sister got for him at her regular pediatrician [...]
I’ve been away a long time. Not physically, just internet-ly. But perhaps it’s time to return. I won’t make firm promises about writing every day or even every week. But I’ll try to keep things current about the most important stuff. So… here’s the gist. Early last October we moved to Manhattan, through a stroke [...]
So, umm, let’s work on finding all this funny… this morning produced the following series of adventures for our toddler: first, she got hold of and spilled and broke my coffee cup. My fault: it seems today she’s rather taller than, say, yesterday, and my brain seems to be having a slow day because I [...]
Z is now a walker. She taught herself to walk carefully, meticulously, and with lots of caution designed to avoid encounters with anything that might hurt. It was impressive to watch: she set her mind to it and practiced and practiced and slowly but surely figured it out, over the course of a little over [...]
I know that’s not a word. Or anything close to it. I just keep thinking of that school strip search story, and just what component of it scares me the most. And it’s this: that there is no semblance in it of respect for a student’s integrity. You really can’t just go searching people’s lockers [...]
1. I realize they mean well. And yet it’s safe to say that few people have done more damage to my mental health than pediatricians since Z was born. I’m beginning to gear up for the 12-month visit. Or rather, do research till I drop to brace myself for it. I can’t believe Z will be [...]
It’s in the air: worry. For some of us, it’s about our children. This is new territory for me, and one that keeps it coming with the surprises because my capacity to imagine ever more creatively bad things happening to my child is, apparently, staggering. Which is only funny because I don’t usually sit around [...]
Current firsts: In addition to the word ‘lamp,’ Z recognizes the dog’s name. She now likes putting things into and taking them out of containers. Endlessly. Until she gets bored, at which point she gets up on her tippy-toes, or hands herself along furniture, or crouches down to pick up lint, gets up, crouches down to pick up [...]
All day I kept thinking: in their shoes, I’d fear for my life too. Except there’s a difference: I hope I would not have accepted money I didn’t need for work I’d done that resulted in wrecking the entire world. Oh, there’s an even bigger difference: I doubt I’d ever have been hired by a [...]
It works fine for us: being silly. One could say we are good at it. To wit: (Z did not suddenly grow all that hair: it’s a cheap costume wig. For next Halloween. Must practice for next Halloween.) But sometimes life gets serious, for example when we have to divvy up some potato chips: (Yes, [...]
Our pediatrician’s appointment today could, all things considered, have gone better. We did indeed fail the nutrition portion of today’s exam, although developmentally all’s well (crawling: check, pulling herself to standing: check, pincer grasp: check, babbling-brooke-like soundtrack to the day: check, and so on). But (and it’s kind of a largish but): while height-wise Z [...]
Our plans for the future are slowly emerging after Baby Z’s birth, temporarily renting in New Jersey, me quitting working, and A starting several very exciting but crazy work-intensive new projects. The thing that’s clearest: we want to live in New York. I grew up in a city and, very surprisingly to me, having a [...]
A little while back there was a momversation I meant to respond to about whether marriage or motherhood is harder (see also dooce’s post, and GCC’s). Strictly speaking I can’t address the matter of the difficulty of marriage because although I am in a committed relationship we haven’t gotten round to marrying yet. I mean [...]
Apparently, not only is high fructose corn syrup generally evil, it also contains mercury (originally seen at Mom-101). Not that my brain is affected by it much: I barely consume any. I don’t drink coke, hardly eat breakfast cereals or any of the prepared bar-shaped or microwaveable things lots of people love. I didn’t used [...]
My daughter, she is obsessed with me. In her eyes, I can do no wrong, when I come back after being away for a couple of hours she starts to make her way towards me, nearly as fast as the dog, even though she can’t even crawl yet. Tonight while I was getting her bath [...]
The week before Christmas is often the hardest time of the year for me. Not for reasons you’d expect: I’m not worried about gifts, or travel (whether or not I’m traveling), or entertaining logistics (parties of any variety are fun and I’m willing to do whatever to have them). None of those things stress me [...]
I. Baby Z has progressed from trying to pull herself forward with her lips to almost being over the army crawl. She can propel herself forward with her little legs so fast that she now typically flies right over her arms and onto her face. Flat, splat. It doesn’t seem to hurt her but she [...]
My sister-in-law sent me this photo of Baby Z and her one year older cousin at Thanksgiving: I saw it and almost died of all the cuteness concentrated in such small square footage.
Seems to be a universal problem: babies who refuse to sleep. I blame an Englishman named William Willett for our sleep problems. Well, at least partly – he thought up daylight savings time, which should really go year-round because wouldn’t it be nice to have some light in the afternoon instead of the current pitch-dark-at-five [...]
At the book What to Expect the First Year. For the most part it gives some really sound advice but man, sometimes it reads like the how-to manual of maternal insanity. To wit: not letting your child fall asleep while nursing so that you can put them down awake and they practice soothing themselves to [...]
Turns out I wasn’t imagining it: there really have been more babies recently. More babies were born in 2007 than in any year since 1957, which was the peak year of the Baby Boom. The article says this new baby boomlet is likely the result of a combination of factors: lots of immigrants having babies, [...]
She is still my little beauty. Despite a heat rash (passed in a day), newborn acne (beginning to clear up), and the loudest farts I’ve heard in my life. I even think there’s beauty in the way she cries. It still feels strange to talk to her: it’s like talking to a doll. But I’ve [...]
She was born on Sunday, May 25. I went into labor on my due date and, a scant 36 hours later, I had my baby. I only got the epidural 22 hours in – and I have to confess I felt prouder of myself for getting one than for getting through all those hours of [...]
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