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The First Year
I want to be the kind of person my son admires. Lately, this has become even clearer to me than ever before. I want to carry myself in all areas of my life with integrity, with positivity, and with love. I want the road to my future successes, whether they be personal or professional, to be littered with the remains of my angst, my...
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Nobody, but Nobody
Now if you listen closely I’ll tell you what I know Storm clouds are gathering The wind is gonna blow The race of man is suffering And I can hear the moan, ‘Cause nobody, But nobody Can make it out here alone. — Maya Angelou, “Alone” 07.26.2007 I wrote my way out of my childhood, discovering who I was in the spaces between words....
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The Permission to Hope
Recently, a friend of mine wrote me to ask a simple question with a not so simple answer. How did you get through the first trimester of your pregnancy? What she meant, of course, is how did I avoid losing my mind from fear and anxiety after the loss of my twin pregnancy. I told her the truth: I wasn’t calm. I had nightmares...
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Mama Life: 13 Weeks
Thirteen weeks. Simultaneously, these weeks have crept along and passed at the speed of light. Living on Planet Mom, I guess that makes sense? The BEST part, of course, is watching Elliott learn about the world and himself. Lately, he’s done a lot of learning. Family has visited, developmental leaps have happened, and daddy and mama have slowly figured out some semblance of a...
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Dear Elliott
I think this is a love letter. Sigh… Someday you’ll understand how much your mama hates being cliche… How many mamas have written these cheesy letters? But, then, that’s love, I guess. It changes everything. I should know. I’m sitting in Starbucks. I’ve slipped away to work, to write articles about adwords… a profile of a fabulous woman entrepreneur… and a short story about...
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Insanity
I think we’ve all seen insanity defined as doing the same things over and over again and expecting different results. Well, I’d define motherhood similarly. Being a mama means doing the same thing day in, day out, but actually getting a different result. In that way, being a mom is sort of an exercise in beating insanity. From one day to the next, I...
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Mama Life: 7 Weeks
Over here in Mama Myers Land, we’ve started our second week with Daddy back at work. It’s been a mixed bag. Yesterday, I felt like I’d punched a wall… with my face. Today? Feeling pretty good. Managed to string together about six hours of sleep last night and just went for a walk with my favorite doll baby. Life is swell. Elliott turns seven...
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Things I Won’t Forget: The Hospital
My little love came screaming into the world. Obscured by a powder blue curtain, his was a voice I’d never heard, but that I knew by heart. “He’s here,” my husband whispered. The wail that escaped my body took with it the fear that had held siege since the moment they wheeled me into this unexpected surgery. Screaming, furious, and beautiful, he was here,...
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(Not) Love at First Sight
02.16.2007 I had been divorced 27 days when I met him. Decked out in my favorite jeans and a striped black top that afforded a peek-a-boo look at my fuchsia bra beneath, I felt like hot stuff. What can I say? I was 24-years-old, single for the first time in my adult life, and determined to spend the next year — at minimum —...
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Accoutrements of Mamahood
Last night, I discovered what a horrible mama I am. That’s how it felt at least. I climbed into the driver’s seat of our Nissan by myself and made a trip a whopping three miles away. I was nervous being away from the boy for such an extended period of time, but also? I enjoyed the living hell out of it. Where did I...
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