Motherhood
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There May A Bit of Truth in Every Unintentional Insult, But Don’t Call Me Pregnant
I couldn’t see the speaker, but her words stopped me in my tracks. “Hey, Jenny – I didn’t know you were pregnant!!! When did that happen?” The voice came from the far side of the patio. The sun had already set as I was walking down the slope into my friend’s dark backyard to where everyone was gathered around the table, candles burning low and fire pit crackling. I squinted to see who it was as I set down my handbag on the chair brought in for me. Conversation around the table ground to a halt. I didn’t recognize the voice, or the face, which made the words harder to…
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Things My Mother Taught Me
This Sunday is Mother’s Day, and for the third year in a row, I won’t be able to get back to the U.S. to spend time with my Mom. I really miss her. My mother is a lovely woman. She has a great sense of humor, cares very deeply for people, is easily hurt, and is very protective of the people she loves. However. She is not the world’s best cook. ducks In all fairness, she will likely admit that it isn’t her first love, and to be honest, she doesn’t care much about food one way or another. Which, admittedly, is a fair reason for not liking to cook.…
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If You Really Knew Me
If you really knew me, you would know that I am self-conscious around people I don’t know. Painfully so. If you really knew me, you’d understand that I’m horribly awkward meeting new people. Mostly because I’m afraid I’m going to get tongue-tied. Or stammer. Or spit when I talk, or something equally mortifying. Think of the moment in “Bridget Jones’ Diary” when our girl Bridget arrives at a garden party dressed for what she thinks is a “tarts and vicars” party. Awkward, no? If you really knew me you would know that my poker face is crap, so in situations where I need to mingle, it’s highly likely that I have…
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A Post Title I'm Really Proud of
Today is Day 3 of SITS “Back to Blogging Event”, and today’s assignment is to share a post whose title I’m really proud of. To be honest, my favorite title is still in the “Drafts Column” – which means I really, really need to get that bugger posted. It was a tough call. One of my favorite post titles was “Bunnycide“, but the one I chose? Motherhood is a Blessing. Right? I love my kids. I really do. But somedays (like every morning at 8am) they can drive me absolutely mad. Cuckoo. Nutso. And, really, when I say “they”, I mean Pea. (I’m just trying to stay fair and not…