3 Years Ago Today…

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Three years ago today, I was officially “overdue” with Jolene. My estimated due date was April 13th, 2011 and I’d been having contractions for weeks, but labor escaped my grasp each time. As the days lurched forward with Jolene tucked firmly on the inside, I grew more and more anxious that I might lose my homebirth. I remember wanting to...


Rockstar Ballerina.

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If you had asked me three years ago if I’d be buying my daughter a leotard and taking her to ballet class, I would have said, “Oh Jesus, no!” Or at least I would have said that I wouldn’t have been happy about it. We do the gender neutral thing, and yes I realize that gender neutral means, well, neutral,...


The Husband Gave Me a Hog.

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Back in the summer of 2005, HH and I were newly engaged and living in an ultra-hip area of the city called Wicker Park. This particular Chicago neighborhood is a highly walkable two square mile section just northwest of downtown. When we lived there, it was home to most of Chicago’s hipster artists and alt-rock music scenesters, with the Yuppie coterie...


The Girl Next Door…

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When we moved into our home back in 2011, we were surrounded on all sides by older neighbors. One was so old, in fact, that one wintery night, the fire department knocked on our door and asked if we’d seen or heard from the elderly woman on our east side. We hadn’t. To my understanding, they found her just fine,...


When You and Your Partner Simply Cannot Work Together…

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Every time I think of that show The Amazing Race, all I can do is sigh and think, “Ohmygod, Me and HH would be kicked off in the first thirty seconds.” The two of us, as well matched as we are in so many ways, simply cannot work as a team. Our personalities are just too different to be productive...


Anatomy of an Asperger’s Meltdown.

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A few weeks ago, these things would happen and I had no idea why. It seemed that I just had a hateful and disrespectful kid on my hands, and that made me feel like absolute shit as a parent. My oldest son has many endearing qualities: he’s smart and organized and very independent. There are so many things about him...


The Horrors of Family Photo Day

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Every time, I think it will be different. Every time, I tell myself I can make it better. Whether through fear or optimism or sheer naivete, I convince myself that I have the power to change the outcome of Family Photo Day. And every time, I’m horribly wrong. I have a strong desire to have at least one nice family...