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a daughter; a blessing / an ocean; a storm
I am the mother to a teenager as of today. As of today, I only have one child who’s still a child, still a tween. One child who sleeps in the home, who creeps in my bed. Another who has set her foot...
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lions & tigers
My son is a unique vexation to me. He can out-argue anyone. Don’t even try. I am warning you. You think I’m kidding. And of course, this morning he woke up ready to fight. Telling me he wants this and...
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And we’re having fun / with no money
This morning, a moment after my husband left the bed, I sensed our son climbing in beside me, under our comforter and quilt. He came in close to me and, half asleep, I put my arms around him as I’ve...
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/ who is my heart /
My son turns 13 today. Today Ralph and I slid into the bed – Nels creeps into the king-size bed every morning once his father is gone, if he doesn’t simply sleep with us altogether – and put our arms...
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sitting backstage / someone’s plus one
In a few hours I turn 41. Of note: my mother brought me over a large floral arrangement today, along with a deep chocolate cake and three small houseplants each set in a simple copper tureen. Ralph...
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my heart going boom, boom, boom!
I spent my forty-first birthday exactly as I wanted: sleeping in, then rising up for leisurely coffee with Ralph. After my morning practice the four of us set to a deep clean of the house. The kind of...
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it’s not your flying, it’s your attitude
We’re roadtripping for Beeps’ haircut and my child puts on an 80s Spotify playlist. Fine by me. I love telling them about pop culture history; for the most part they love listening. “Oh man, The...
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Nels David Hogaboom a birth story Born at home to mom Kelly, dad Ralph, and sibling Phoenix 1:20 AM Wednesday April 7, 2004 8 pounds 7 ounces 21 inches long April 6th, 9 AM – is it or isn’t it? A...
View Articleneither fire, nor wind, birth, nor death
My computer – an expensive piece of equipment, and one I rely on utterly – seems to have died. I try a cold boot, I try a PRAM boot. Nothing. My husband comes home in the evening and although the...
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more than I can do
Yesterday my son had his fourteenth birthday party, and it was a small and sweet event. We gathered friends and they carpooled to a swim date while Phoenix and I set up food and music in the house....
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