Fact: ultrasounds are only fun when tiny babies with tiny heartbeats are involved. About a month ago while on a training run with my friend Sarah, I leaned over & grabbed my uterus. “This hurts,” I wheezed. “Why would my baby-maker hurt running?” “Cramps? Pulled muscle? Maybe you just need to pee?” she suggested. _______________________________________________ [...]
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It’s late tonight for me to sit at my computer – usually I’m already in bed, asleep or deep into a book while Doug snores beside me. I pull my hands across my eyes & the words feel trapped inside me. I’m not supposed to tell you about the phone interviews, sitting in my car while [...]
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I started training for the sprint triathlon & I’m terrified that I’m going to fail. Despite being athletic the majority of my life, I’ve never seen myself as fit or particularly strong. I’m tall & uncomfortable in my skin & still feel like I’m 16 years old, completely out of place. I’m simply more comfortable [...]
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Oh, hi. That’s me on the right in curlers with a coffee mug because that’s real life. I actually wear cute clothes & have pretty hair, but you’d never know it because 99.9% of mornings, I’m rushing out the door to make my 9am meeting with a cereal bar & a 3-year-old. I’m also moderately [...]
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Harrison is napping, sleeping off a Christmas cold with Vicks rubbed on his chest. I want to take a nap. But I don’t want to take a nap because there’s a whole world I might miss. I felt like that even as a little girl. A to-do list ticks through my head. Clean. Organize. Laundry. Cook. [...]
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