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Take This Boob and Shove It

Posted on September 26, 2007

Funny, I thought after one too many chest heaving arguments in college, I’d given up my in-your-face activism. I was wrong, thanks Facebook, for turning me into a total blowhard…suck-hard. I am proudly joining the ranks of smart , witty, courageous, brilliant women all over the internet It seems that no matter the public disdain, I just can’t seem to keep my girls buttoned up. This boob’s for you, Facebook.

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Simple Wonder

Posted on September 25, 2007

Ever realize that you are actually quite blessed? I think sometimes we get so caught up in the have-tos and the can’ts in our lives, that we lose sight of the wonder that can be found in our surroundings. I just opened up iPhoto to transfer pictures taken today at work, and I was taken aback. I am at The Sagamore alongside Lake George, to call it exquisite wouldn’t even begin to describe it. The pictures literally jump from the screen with the late September sun dancing on the choppy waters of the lake. And the pictures from our trip last weekend frame perfectly the truth that life’s sweetes memories take residence in the simplest of moments. We went to Gore mountain to take…

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And with just a kiss…

Posted on September 23, 2007

It had to have been the seventh time I’d gone in, she’d been howling on and off all night, so bothered by the arrival of yet another set of molars. I tenderly lifted her from the crib and held her in my arms, her dark hair clung to her head in damp ringlets and her shirt was bunched around her torso. We moved to the chair and I eased myself down, the budding bump just beneath Avery’s form has already begun to alter my movements, more ginger and tentative, particularly at night. I leaned my head back as we began the familiar choreography of nursing by moonlight, her face finding its way to my breast even before my shirt is lifted. These past few…

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What the hell, Macy’s?

Posted on September 23, 2007

Ok, back from the trauma of another round of agonizing molar surfacing in the normally-sweet-during-daylight-hours of my twinkle-berry Avery, who turns into a roaring, whailing, thrashing bundle of fury at night. Thank you for your comforting words and pearls of ibuprofen and teething tablet wisdom, alas all that works is the breast, the oh-my-god-I-forgot-how-searingly-hot-the-tenderness-of-my-breasts-during-pregnancy could be. The girls are napping now and I have been trolling the internet for maternity clothes that do not cost more than our monthly car payment. I popped over to Macy’s, no because I know them for being cheap, but because an ad popped up and I am so bleary eyed at this point I am susceptible to things that would normally go unnoticed. Unfamiliar with the navigation of…

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