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Julianna Ruth is napping peacefully on my bed, cooled by the ceiling fan and with the door mostly shut.  She’s still using receiving blankets as loveys – and in a stroke of brilliance, I decided to keep switching them up, making sure that she always has at least one (and usually two) but varying which …

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I mean, of course he isn’t.  He’s a five year old boy, as he reminds me several times a day.  And I’ve got an actual baby.  It’s not even like he’s my youngest and I can be forgiven for still thinking of him as a baby.  But somehow, I still kind of did. Sam’s extremely …

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It’s a side effect of having small children, I think.  It’s so overwhelming at times that the marriage becomes secondary.  It’s the basis of it all, but not always, not nearly enough sometimes, the center of it.  I’m really blessed because my marriage is really, really strong.  So it absorbs a certain amount of neglect. …

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I’ve started a couple of different blog posts over the past few days, but haven’t finished them.  It’s just so stinking hot that I can’t do anything for any length of time.  Last night was just brutally hot, and I’ve somehow got ALL these kids sleeping on top of me.  So this morning, I’m hot …

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Marc has two daughters from his first marriage, and we see his ex frequently at family functions.  It’s… an odd situation, because while it’s lovely and great for the kids that it’s so amicable, it’s a confusing place for me to be.  I don’t know quite where I fit in sometimes.  This has gotten better …

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If you’d asked me if I wanted to have daughters or sons ten years ago, I’d have said daughters.  All the way.  I come from a super female dominated family, and I’m extremely close to my own mother.  I knew what to do with daughters – and wasn’t sure I’d know what to do with …

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It’s after nine o’clock, and I’m still waiting for Marc and Jessica to come home.  I know that Marc desperately needs to work out, and he still went up to Maine to rescue our little girl.  Four hours up, four hours back, that’s a LONG day driving, and he had things he really needed to …

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I try, I mean, I really, really do.  I parent really thoughtfully, I put a lot of effort into it.  I read the books, I carefully consider my decisions re: the kids.  Everything from where they sleep, to where they go to school, how many after school activities to enroll them in.  I have my …

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Every year, I go see the fireworks with Marc at the old courthouse.  We’ve been going since Jess was about two, so I went when I was nine months pregnant with Sam, and when Julianna was just a tiny little love bug, asleep in her pram.  This year, I think it was my all time …

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Shipping my baby girl off to Hermit Island this week, up in Maine.  Not my baby baby, but my eight year old little love bug, my Miss Miz (short for Misery – Jessie was a toddler who really embraced her emotions).  I’m sending her off with my sister, who I love and trust more than anything. …

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