The Reluctant Grownup – Page 166 – Growing old gracelessly.

April Showers

Why do they call it a shower, I wonder? Obviously, the guest is showered with gifts and love. But the guest could also be said to be flooded with gifts and…

April 10, 2008

Categorizing Things is Overrated

It's the Insomnia Talking

I’m up for the day at 3:15 am. No amount of tearful exhaustion can bring me rest in the darkness of this pre-dawn Friday. I fell into a fitful sleep at 10,…

September 12, 2008

Everyday Adventures, New Orleans

Monday Morning

We did a lot of work/packing this weekend – both of us spent several hours working, and I packed eleventy billion boxes while the Prof spent about four hours total…

July 25, 2016

One Sentence Story – The Smile

RG / July 18, 2010

A squinty-eyed newborn smile is an addictive drug for a tired momma. You may want to watch this with the sound on mute.

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The Faded Yellow Pajamas

RG / July 15, 2010

There are just a handful of baby clothes that I will not be handing down to one of my siblings when one of them has a boy. (Odds are in my favor. I…

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Summer

RG / July 13, 2010

This morning Liam slept on my chest. I watched his uneven newborn breathing – now fast, now slow. Squeak, sigh, groan – flail the arms, relax. He waved one arm around violently until…

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Parents of Multiples – I Salute You

RG / July 9, 2010

We’ve finally begun to venture forth, now that Li-Li (the goopy name I seem to like calling him) is approaching a month old. Each outing requires a pack of competent adults to just…

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3 Weeks Old

RG / July 9, 2010

I’m sleepy because of you, my darling, so I’m not even going to attempt to be prosy or cutesy or structured. Stream of consciousness, here we go! Your birth story I’ve detailed elsewhere,…

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