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Amanda
Sonya slept reasonably well last night, and as a result, so did I. When she did wake in these bleary, too cold pre-dawn hours for hugs and a bottle, I found myself awake and alert.... More »
Amanda
I'm exhausted. Truly and completely. Sonya ate something at her grandparents house over sping break that her system is rebelling against. My ear aches. My second ear infection in 6 months. I'm 34! Doesn't my... More »
Amanda
As a mother of pre-schoolers I am constantly finding myself looking for new ways to say "no." Distraction works well, although at 4 1/2, my son is pretty wise to that trick. As this long,... More »
Amanda
Just been thinking about John and his growing family and how that chapter of my life is closed. Yes, I will be a mom for all eternity but the anticipation of pregnancy and birth has... More »
Amanda
the boiling story of spilled soup and infant suffering howling with rage so flailing beneath me I'm trying I'm trying I know you can hear me but tired and tiny too tongue tied to whisper... More »
Amanda
forward swishing falls swooping clack clatter of ice on etched windowpanes a howling chill comes through to bone and closes the eyes within ringing always ringing never quiet huddle 'round me don't be afraid whisper... More »
Amanda
I love you that will never change I know you will fly off one day to create and bloom and bond anew so I should hold you all the tighter still now while you need... More »
Amanda
I spilled my tea (thank god it was cold) into your hair you made that how dare you face then laughed because it dripped down your nose now hours or lifetimes later I'm trying to... More »
Amanda
this creeping forward lurching feeling known now by no other but now how could you be so big now? when all is everyday and never is forever you were my pumpkin even though you screamed... More »
Amanda
she's so small i could tuck her in my pocket. instead i tuck her in a sling. she's my butterfly wrapped and mysterious in her cacoon. chrysalis. baby bunting. she mews. i sway. mommy dances... More »
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