I started writing this a few days ago, but wasn't able to finish. So I'll post it now :)

I finally got out of the house today. It seems strange that I chose the first day we get a real snow to try my luck being out and about again, but somehow it seemed fitting. Growing up, there was always a buzz in the air upon seeing the first snow, like there ( Read more... )

I just wanted to revel in the fact that my lover is absolutely wonderful. Things have been ridiculously busy, frustrating, and at times upsetting for both of us. I've had postpartum hormone swings to deal with, as well as sleep deprivation and a little boy who likes to run a temperature just long enough to cause sufficient worry, then sleep himself ( Read more... )

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It's been a week; it seems longer, and at the same time shorter. I've had very little sleep, and even now as the little one dozes I should be taking advantage and nap myself. But there's something stirring in my mind and heart. I feel with every hour that passes I learn something new. My little boy demands constant attention and is slowly teaching ( Read more... )

I became a mother on September 3, 2009 at 12:39 in the morning. Fifteen hours of labor, only four of which were with the assistance of drugs, and only the last one with assistance of an epidural. I never understood, truly understood, why women said giving birth is the greatest moment of their lives. I do now. After months of hauling more than you ( Read more... )

You can hope all you want. You can pray every night in hopes that something will change, or that nothing will change, or that you will magically wake up to find the last few days, months, years, are all a dream. You can spend sleepless nights wondering if perhaps you did something different the world would be a less harsh place for you now. You can ( Read more... )

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I'm lying here in bed, hearing the gentle tick of time slipping through my fingers, feeling the baby toss and turn inside of me, and the paradox of heavy eyelids that refuse to close. My mind was racing earlier today: no matter where I turn, the past seems to catch up with me. Whether it's walking around a mall and remembering faces or seeing ( Read more... )

1. the quality or state of being strong; bodily or muscular power; vigor. 2. mental power, force, or vigor. 3. moral power, firmness, or courage. 4. power by reason of influence, authority, resources, numbers, etc. 5. number, as of personnel or ships in a force or body: a regiment with a strength of 3000. 6. effective force, ( Read more... )

My life seems to be coming apart at the seams. Not because of a major crisis, a lover, or even family. It's so subtle, I hardly noticed it. Day by day we change, it is said, and every once in a while we become a new person. Every day we either further our health or build disease in ourselves. Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings ( Read more... )