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The Back Half
My Littlest is six weeks old tomorrow. I (sort of) took the full week off before his Thursday birth – forced out of the office by ice and snow starting Tuesday. I’ve been…
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Mardi Blahs
My facebook feed is equally full of (1) pictures of Mardi Gras revels, and (2) the woeful sorrow of my former law classmates who left New Orleans and wish they were partying on…
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My Last Baby
Yesterday on facebook I posted a link to a little blog post that waxed nostalgic for the “last baby.” “Every one of his firsts is also your last – your last first smile,…
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Craig and His Mother
Aaaaah, the fourth trimester. Semantically, the minute Craig gazed into the face of my OB and breathed, he turned from a fetus into a baby – but actually, aside from the breathing and…