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Motherhood is So Cliché

Motherhood is So Cliché

Parenting is exhausting. It’s harder than I ever anticipated in ways I never anticipated. But every other mother has already realized this.

Why I Read Parenting Books

Why I Read Parenting Books

I, on the other hand, take comfort in reading as much as humanly possible. For me, book knowledge serves as an important counterpoint to the sheer ignorance I feel in the face of this little person.

Ashes to Ashes & The Question of Heaven

Ashes to Ashes & The Question of Heaven

I love the beauty of the ashes to ashes, dust to dust liturgy of Ash Wednesday, but this year it reminds me our twin boys … I don’t know if I believe in heaven any more than I did before, but I certainly hope for it more.

Against Puking

Against Puking

Even the little things count when it comes to exercising. Anything is better than nothing. I don’t have to puke to workout. And maybe, when I don’t make myself puke, I’ll look forward to working out a little more.

Carrying the Weight

Carrying the Weight

When we lost our twin boys, I figured the weight I had gained would also be lost. No babies, no baby weight. Anything else would go against my belief in the karmic justice of the universe. The universe failed me.

Hospice Grief

Hospice Grief

They say it never leaves you, grief. It comes back — sneaking up behind you for a surprise party that leaves you insisting “it’s your party, so you can cry if you want to.”

Depression = Poison

Depression = Poison

I’m going to go ahead and call depression poison. Thick, slow-moving poison that creeps into my bloodstream and makes everything look so broken and without hope.

Things That Make Sense

Things That Make Sense

In a world that too often knocks me off my feet because I have no control, it helps to have these things that make sense.