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A Mother’s prayer
Keep them safe and happy, help teach them right from wrong. Deliver us from toddlers, Lord, and teenagers as well Ensure they do not torture or traumatize the youngest excessively, Nor forget the middle at all. Please make the oldest helpful, obedient and productive, And move out when they turn eighteen. Please give them health…
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I’m with the band
So, turns out I’m dating a drummer. Yup, I was pretty surprised too, but I’m starting to get it. At first, I thought it was weird when a set of drums showed up in my basement, but I hardly go down there, so I wasn’t overly bothered The next thing I knew, I was listening…
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A date with my daughter
I woke to the noise of my child. The youngest is always up first, and was so happy to see me he launched himself into my arms. Within minutes, the other two came downstairs, waiting for the signal, which was likely noise of any kind. We sat on the couch, all three taking turns talking…
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Both of Me
Friday. A day that many weekday workers rejoice at, pray for, and anticipate all week long. I have become one of them since having babies 6 years ago. Before that, I knew the joy of 32 day weeks, 144 hour days, and months in a row without vacation. This is a much better speed of…
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Symphony
Tonight I watched our wedding video with my husband of almost seven years. It feels like yesterday I met him for the first time, although he says we met earlier, years before. He remembered me, and thought I was loud. I didn’t remember this meeting, but was, and still am, a little offended that was…
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The middle
Always stuck between others, desperately wanting to shine. Between a child with more knowledge and ability, and a younger, cuter version. I watch my princess with compassion, knowing the burden she bears. Not the baby, not the first, she feels invisible at times, searching for the love and attention she so craves I remember that…
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July 31st
The last day of July is here. I would say finally, but the truth is, I feel like it was May a minute ago. It also feels like this happens more and more often now that I have children, and I’m not sure why. Could it be the fact sleep deprivation makes you forgetful? That…
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The Pest
Sometimes it’s frustrating to have a sibling And by sometimes, I mean almost always The pick, they push, they nag, they whine Getting closer to the last nerve, all of the time They always want the same things, never share Never give the first turn, never want to do my game I don’t even know…
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Back to reality
Back to work today. Strangely exuberant about it,Leaving my house and all its denizens behind, In my car with my tea, just me and the open road, a podcast, and a snack, on my way back to being a useful, productive member of society. I was surprised by the level of relief I felt. I…
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Homeward bound
Now, the end is here, And so I face the final… Highway. Today, my mind has been full of songs, most with a home theme. As I sit here trying to put my thoughts into words, homeward bound is playing in the soundtrack of my head Home, where my musics playing Home, where my love lies…