I dreamed I had a practice baby. When I woke up, still pregnant, I was terrified. A day after Garry was born, I stepped outside the hospital doors with a new baby in my arms. It was hard to believe they thought we could handle this on our own. I kept wondering why the nurse […]
You didn’t need a degree in psychology to see how much Garry loved his plastic duck swing that hung in the doorway. He entertained himself endlessly bouncing up and down as if the floor was a trampoline. As a new mom, this was a game changer. I finally had free time to catch up on
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I cursed myself for buying Kay insulated snow pants that worked too well. It was getting late. She sat down on the cold sidewalk like a disciple of Ghandi. She wasn’t budging. I waited, hoping she’d get cold enough to get up and grab my hand. Then, I could just steer her towards the warmth
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It’s my fault that my younger son always gets sleepy in the car. I trained him to do that because I drove them around until they napped. I needed every coping mechanism I could use to survive having three kids in four years. They were never all asleep at the same time. When my older
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The produce section of the grocery store used to give me nightmares. I rushed through it like an octopus. I grabbed vegetables while swatting Tommy’s hands away from plucking that one apple that might topple the pile of fruit. At the same time, I needed a third hand to readjust Kay’s pacifier or pass her
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A howl rang out through the store. But, that sound wasn’t from a wolf, it emerged from my young son. He was face down on the floor of K-mart with his arms and legs flung wide. His wails paused briefly each time he breathed in, and then renewed, he continued to howl with fresh strength.
