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Dreadtime

Posted on February 28, 2009

Three kids, you’d think I’d know better. I mean Briar was a nightmare, granted we didn’t know it, but in the bedtime territory she was a nightmare. Then came Avery, she wasn’t hard, but she wasn’t easy. Now Fin, my little Fin-diddle is such a riddle. One day she sleeps, down at 9am with coos and sighs, up for giggles and cuddles again until 1 or 2. The afternoon is spent napping in her crib, then up again for more playing and eating, Dad walks through the door and they nap through the news. Dinner, then bed. Following a day of routine naps she might wake up at 4am, but I really don’t mind that. What I do mind, dread really, are the days…

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Yo-ga Abbie Abbie

Posted on February 25, 2009

Ok, so it doen’t totally work, but if you have toddlers and you watch Yo Gabba Gabba, perhaps you can give me a little credit for the title of this post about my sister, Abbie, the yoga instructor…No? Fine, it was enough that I enjoyed it. Ab left a comment the other day about how awesome our recent visit was, and she was totally right. Imagine, if you will, a family trip that exceeded your wildest expectations. No melt downs, no unexpected periods, no breakouts, no breakdowns, no lost luggage or gained pounds. Ok, I’m stretching here, but seriously, it was perfect. Abbie dazzled. She is radiant, happy where she is in life, which I always find to be a contagious kind of joy.…

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I have to write that down

Posted on February 25, 2009

I remember rolling my eyes at the, “Remember to write it all down” warnings I got from everyone from the clerk at Lowe’s to relatives-by-marriage. I now understand that it’s true and even though I know that to my core, I also know that no one will ever listen to me say it. There will be eye rolling and insult, but never the, “You know, she’s probably right.” I wish I’d listened, knowing that I’ve let memories slip through the cracks, I’m sure I’ll find them again, unprompted, but it isn’t the same. We’re just back from a whirlwind trip to Seattle and Yakima. A truly incredible visit seeing all the family we wanted and having the girls respond perfectly to everyone! I don’t…

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Broken, but not worthless

Posted on February 23, 2009

My camera is broken, otherwise I’d show you proof that my dryer is broken. It’s beginning to look like a cross between performance art and a housekeeping walk-out— wet laundry languishing, unwashed laundry mounting, folded laundry permanently stationed in hampers so as not to encourage the gathering of more dirty laundry which cannot be washed. This morning as I tried to assemble an outfit after being out of town for over a week, I looked like one of those dogs that is relegated to turning in hysterical circles as visitors approach. I walked to the dresser— nothing. I circled back to the closet— nothing. I knelt down and pawed through a hamper of folded clothes— nada. I rifled through the still-not-unpacked-suitcases— zilch. I returned…

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Grace is no small thing

Posted on February 21, 2009

A while back I wrote a post that prompted someone to write to me about a site called Grace in Small Things. She said that based on my post, it might be something I’d like to be a part of— a place where the focus stays on the things we can be grateful for, the beauty in a moment, the gratitude at the end of even the hardest day. Of course, in keeping with the frenetic pace of life and the scurrying to get on to the next thing with little thought of what gets caught in the wake, I forgot. I signed up, but didn’t post. Then something happened, some sort of reminder. I just left a little morsel, a sliver of something…

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