It was bound to happen. I host this Life:Unmasked link-up every Wednesday (and last week I even gave a writing prompt – my biggest regret). It was just a matter of time before I hit a week in which I had no time to prepare anything. This is that week. I don’t have a post…

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On the first Saturday of every month, Elizabeth Esther hosts a retrospective in which bloggers can link up their favorite/most popular/best post of the previous month. This month, I’m featuring a letter I wrote to my husband Scott as part of a new (almost) weekly series called “Marriage Letters.” The comments and emails from “How…

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Our three days of semi-blissful (it’s hard to maintain bliss when you’re sore and tired and you struggle to get your baby to nurse) new-parenthood shattered into pieces on February 29, 2000. A home-care nurse unwrapped her portable baby scale, laid our naked girl on it, and frowned. “What was her birth weight?” she asked…

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He’s a little Napoleon. He belts out orders, negotiates with authority figures like parents and teachers, and wields his voice like a sword. He craves control (just like his mama). He came out of the womb feisty, and I rejoiced. He has a physical issue, a thing that could slow him down. In hospitals, they…

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When I found the first one, I cried. Me, the woman who has gone through awful breakups without tears.  Who has officiated countless funerals and weddings without so much as water in the eyes.  Me, who prides herself on her ability to contain her composure.  Sobbed. It was my 23rd birthday.  And there it was, in the midst of my…

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