Before them, there was you. There were drinks purchased, a polite gesture. There were numbers exchanged. There were first dates at sushi restaurants where I taught you how to hold chop sticks, and you told me about your family. There were awkward pauses, long drives, and anticipation before the first kiss. There was the ease…
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No Bubbles Needed
I’m sitting, fully clothed, in my bathtub. Weird, right? That’s okay, weird’s my thing. It’s always been my thing, but I’m super weird now that I’ve become a mom. For starters my social skills are going way down; my only friends I see on a constant basis being my neighbor who probably is secretly annoyed…
Surprise!
Last year on my birthday I wasn’t drinking rum buckets, I was happily sipping on water. And daydreaming about what you would be like. Would you have my curly blond hair? Would you get lucky and get dad’s blue eyes? While his friends excitedly patted his back, your father relished his beer and smiled –…
New Moms: Listen Up
When my girls first came home from the hospital my husband and I set up to live in the “man cave” (family room). I’m not kidding. For a solid week those Virginia Tech striped walls served as a special tower to hold our beautiful newborns. We used the ottoman as a changing station, mixed formula…
Right Here, Right Now
As I sit and write this my eyes are not on the screen. They are glancing over at tiny hands slowly pumping into the air. My fingers are typing anxiously as I wonder when they will turn from cute fist pumps to full-fledged crazy arms like the blowup guy at car dealerships. My foot is…