December 22, 2011
She stared at the back of his head as he led the animal down the bumpy, uneven path. She really needed him to stop again, but couldn’t ask. They’d already lost so much time because of her. The baby kicked. She grabbed her stomach and shifted. Everything hurt. Upper back, lower back, head, legs, stomach, bladder. [...]
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December 20, 2011
There are times when I miss my girls being little, and then there are times when I remember why I wanted to shoot myself when they were small. Cheers to all you moms out there with precocious little ones. (And to all you who get stuck in elevators with other people’s precocious little ones…) • [...]
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