Tag: motherhood
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“Lovevery It or Leave It?” 0-3 Months
With my second baby about to hit 6 months I can say I’ve been around the block (at least once) when it comes to baby toys. Below are my must-have toys for babies 0-6 months, along with a comparison of Lovevery’s box kits. With my first child, we had a Loveevery subscription, which I can…
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Night Feeding
A pretty kitty to keep me company in the predawn quiet. Charmion is a little surprised but not upset to have a friend at 3:30 AM. She sits on my folders, walks over my keyboard, and butts her head against my hand as I work. My computer hums softly, the keys a little sticky from…
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Meet the Willow “Go”
Are you sitting down? Get ready for the Willow Go.
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Mom Guilt
My toddlers cries are piercing their way through my closed bedroom door. She’s with a babysitter at the moment, and a very good one by my first impression. Cue severe Mom-Guilt. “You should be tending to her,” it says. BG’s cry tells me that she’s and in need of some snacks and a nap. We…
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The Friday Before V-Day
It’s the Friday before Valentine’s Day. I’m practicing my morning ritual of getting up at an obscene hour (4:30) and using the time to scroll through my phone in the blissful darkness of a quiet bedroom, with our sound machine droning in the background. My baby stirs next to me and makes little grunting sounds…
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Professionalism
I made the call when BG vomited for the third time the three ounces of formula we’d just given her: She’s not going to daycare tomorrow. Which mean that I need to call in sick. Residents don’t call in sick. And they especially don’t call in sick by proxy. But the thought of my daughter…
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“New Green”
My internal narrator has been compelling me to write since the beginning of summer, when the fresh leaves decorated the tips of lonely branches with a new, fresh, green that makes its appearance only once a year. In Japanese, this is called “shinryoku” or “new green.” We have no such word in English. Now the…
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By the end of residency
As I wait for my Uber outside of work I soak in the summer air. It’s fragrant, soft, and cool. Like burying your face in freshly washed sheets. It’s wonderful, and most of the summer hasn’t been like this. In my backpack is an article I’m supposed to read on lesion characteristics I need to…
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A Typical Sunday
It’s Sunday afternoon and the afternoon sun is filtering through the the closed shades of my bedroom. BG is snuggling up against me and craning to look at my laptop screen. She just woke up from a nap. We move to the living room as she’ll want to start moving around soon and my “office”…
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Where Credit Is Due
Just like that, my intern year is over. My replacement came to the workroom to introduce himself today, and I signed out my critical care patients to him. “You’re going to do great- I’m so excited for you,” I said to him, and I meant it. Before leaving, I finished my notes and I placed…