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Brushing Her Hair

“This is my least favorite part of Irish dance, you putting my wig on.” She doesn’t mean for it to sting, that’s not how my daughter’s mind works, but it does. This is my favorite part. She has always been … Continue reading

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Can We Use the F Word

A few weeks ago a friend of mine posted something like this on Facebook “Overheard at the playground from a Mother sitting on swing talking to her daughter: ‘God this makes me feel fat.’” Everyone, including me, tsk tsked the … Continue reading

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Sons and Daughters

I always imagined myself as the mother of sons. A cross between Mrs. Portnoy, June Cleaver and the mother of the Cartwright Boys’ from Bonanza (only alive). I would live surrounded by men who would love and cherish me and … Continue reading

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