You became a father just over ten years ago. It was not what any of us expected.  Instead of bottles and dirty diapers and colic, you learned the CICU (cardiac intensive care unit) routine, measured powerful heart medications, and learned to feed Ellie with an NG (naso-gastic) tube. You also learned what happened to the…

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I’m participating, again, in the Saturday Evening Blog Post, hosted by Elizabeth Esther. It’s a once-a-month chance to highlight one post from the previous month. I decided to highlight a post that got a lot of laughs: How Potty-Training Will Earn Me a Caribbean Cruise. For whatever reason, this month I’ve done more humor/satire writing.…

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(This post linked to the One-Word Blog Carnival on Empty.) 2am bright hospital lights behind shadowed road before hollow womb so recently tight with baby infant car seat yawns empty white coats wrap rumpled scrubs breathing machine’s beepBOOP breast pump’s swoosh-swoosh pulls liquid hope into a bottle dust settles onto home’s crib sitting empty cans…

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As I’ve mentioned previously, we’re potty-training our youngest right now. (Oh joy, oh bliss. We may have bought our last pack of Pull-Ups!!!) He has caught on to staying dry, so I’m now comfortable attempting short trips. I know the location of all bathrooms, as well as the body language of a young man who…

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