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Love & Marriage. While My Boyfriend Was Sleeping. What I write after Joe and Henry go to bed. I always knew manatees were the pugs of the sea. Now I have proof. December 11, 2013. I wish I’d given him five celebratory gourmet cookies last year. Joe told me I need to stop writing sad posts about the dog. He told me. Enough already, Heidi. You wrote your closure piece, now move on. 8220;We’re going to scatter some of Cub’s ashes in the water.”. 8220;Cubbie has ashes,” he repeated. 8220;Yes,” I replied.
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Love & Marriage. While My Boyfriend Was Sleeping. What I write after Joe and Henry go to bed. By now I’d have two kids. May 25, 2015. That’s me up there, four months pregnant with the baby I lost in December. I remember feeling way further along when I took the pic. It’s one of only two belly pics that exist from that ill-fated pregnancy. You have to pre-stretch them and blow like a mother to fill them with air. Your face turns red and the tail can be difficult to knot. And blogged just once. Helped me c...
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Joining a co-op forced me to cook
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Love & Marriage. While My Boyfriend Was Sleeping. What I write after Joe and Henry go to bed. Joining a co-op forced me to cook. February 2, 2014. Let me begin by saying I hate cooking. I really truly do not like to. Unlike most of the females in my family, I’m not wired for it. I much prefer pulling something out of the fridge and eating it with little to no prep time and little to no guilt. Even Rachel Ray’s 15 Minute Meals are too much trouble for me to follow. Everyday peanut butter cup(s). I have no...
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Christmas contest winner :: Ali’s story
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Love & Marriage. While My Boyfriend Was Sleeping. What I write after Joe and Henry go to bed. Christmas contest winner : Ali’s story. December 25, 2013. At the beginning of the month I set out to see past the commercialization of Christmas, past the insanity of Christmas shopping, the bombardment of Christmas advertisements, the glut of. Merchandise, the $30 Elf on the somebody else’s shelf and the siege of angry holiday traffic. So eloquently articulated in. And one reference to the frozen flag pole in.
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Rock me mama: Growth and change in 2014
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Love & Marriage. While My Boyfriend Was Sleeping. What I write after Joe and Henry go to bed. Rock me mama: Growth and change in 2014. January 20, 2014. I started this post a couple weeks ago and my intentions were to discuss the ways in which I think I’ve grown as a person, a mother and a journalist. I also intended to discuss the ways in which I think Joe has grown as a person, a father and a journalist. I thought this would be semi-interesting to at least four people. I thought I’d tell you all ...
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Love & Marriage. While My Boyfriend Was Sleeping. What I write after Joe and Henry go to bed. Truth Bombs with Henry [No. 2]. June 17, 2015. Truth Bombs with Henry [No. 1]. June 2, 2015. On the eve of her daughter’s high school graduation, a friend with two teenage daughters confessed that she wished she’d written down more stories from her kids’ early childhood years. By now I’d have two kids. May 25, 2015. I read a description somewhere that likened the bellies of women who’ve had babies to ballo...
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Turn down the noise. Parenting is hard enough.
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Love & Marriage. While My Boyfriend Was Sleeping. What I write after Joe and Henry go to bed. Turn down the noise. Parenting is hard enough. September 3, 2014. A dear friend who doesn’t have children recently asked me a very standard, very benign question:. 8220;How’s motherhood? I deliberated for a week. I typed and retyped responses in the dialogue box. I started writing things like,. I erased those sentences and started again. Before hosting a kid’s birthday party. Ask any new mom who’...Likes to say ...
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Western NY
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Love & Marriage. While My Boyfriend Was Sleeping. What I write after Joe and Henry go to bed. Good grief Heidi. Christmas time is here! December 2, 2013. I’ll be honest, Christmas stresses me out. Consequently, I end up blogging less around this time because my head is crowded with the things that distract from the true meaning of the holidays. You all know what these things are so I’ll refrain from ranting. (OK, one rant: The cavemen from. Just released a Christmas album. I loved decorating my bedroom w...
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How I made peace with letting my dog go
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Love & Marriage. While My Boyfriend Was Sleeping. What I write after Joe and Henry go to bed. How I made peace with letting my dog go. October 28, 2013. It’s been 10 whole days since Cubbie left this world. Sometimes it feels like 10 whole seconds. Other times it feels like 10 whole years. I’m not sure I want it to feel like either. I’d have it no other way. He was my best friend on four legs, my office manager, my confidante, my softest spot before Henry and my most loyal companion before Joe. When some...
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By now I’d have two kids
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Love & Marriage. While My Boyfriend Was Sleeping. What I write after Joe and Henry go to bed. By now I’d have two kids. May 25, 2015. That’s me up there, four months pregnant with the baby I lost in December. I remember feeling way further along when I took the pic. It’s one of only two belly pics that exist from that ill-fated pregnancy. You have to pre-stretch them and blow like a mother to fill them with air. Your face turns red and the tail can be difficult to knot. And blogged just once. Helped me c...