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Younger Moms: Don’t Be Too Nice to Your Kids

To all my younger mommy friends, I am sorry to report the following: it never ends. I know. Take a deep breath and let me explain. When you had your first baby, you managed the terror of what you were about to take on by reassuring yourself that it was merely an 18-year commitment. All youRead more…

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Hey Sexy

We used to joke that while his dad was teaching his two brothers how to fix things, my ex-husband was out throwing rocks and setting fires . In all likelihood, he was probably running around being sporty while his siblings watched their dad fix stuff and put things back together in his tidy basement workshop,Read more…

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Would You Like to See My Ektorp?

This winter, on top of pulling up stakes and moving from my old house and renovating my new one, I also learned how to speak a new language. It’s called “IKEA.” In fact, I’ve become quite fluent. I know how to say “Liatorp” and “Malm.” I’ve mastered a few pronunciations of “Hemnes” but struggled aRead more…

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Dr. Amy

I don’t know about you, but I embrace self-diagnosis, generally with no medical evidence for backing accompanied by a dire prognosis for good measure. During various pregnancies – and thanks to the very helpful What to Expect When You’re Expecting tome – I was certain I’d developed a kidney infection, gestational diabetes and placenta previaRead more…

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Public Apology

To the Good Samaritan who helped my 13yo pick up a case of Costco water bottles (because I cannot be satisfied with the paltry 32-pack at a grocery store and need the warehouse-sized 40 bottles) off Branch Avenue around rush hour last night: I’m sorry I’m an idiot. That I was in such a rushRead more…

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Carpe Diem

Today I am thinking about how complicated life can be. And short. And confusing. You think you have all the time in the world to make things right. To tell people how much they meant to you. How much you loved them. But that’s not how it works and I am reminded once again there’sRead more…

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Ignorance is Bliss

To celebrate my newly-renovated bathroom in the house I bought this winter, my mom presented me with one of those super-duper magnifying mirrors to sit on the pretty quartz counter where I can pull up a stool and examine my face to my heart’s content. Yikes. In my old bathroom, I had a big rectangularRead more…

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Home Sweet Home

It’s 10:00 on a Tuesday morning and I am hiding off in a side room that will some day be my office trying to concentrate on writing this while a man in a nearby room is working with a power drill. Or a saw. Just know it’s something very loud. I’m surrounded by stacks ofRead more…

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