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Showing posts from February, 2012

Hi, I'm Momma

There was a point in time where I felt sexy. I could (and often did) spend hours applying make-up in new and interesting ways. The mornings were a time for reading, coffee, open closet doors, trying on shoes, but were spent, most often, sleeping. I went to college, had a job, friends who would invite me to join them for dinner after the sun went down. There is a part of me that remembers being indignant when a restaurant in New Hampshire was already closed at 10 pm.

I had a conversation with a friend the other day about being a stay-at-home mom. Having worked up until she had her twins, she said that what she misses the most is feeling witty. She said she misses the banter at her work place. It really stuck with me. We discussed how you make a joke with your spouse and it often falls on deaf ears. You are home after a long day and want to relax, a baby is crying, a basketball game is on, someone is refusing to eat dinner, or you just discovered that you are, in fact, coated in spit up.…

Across town move

Moving... again. This was a self-induced move. When my husband and I first got to North Carolina, we found an adorable 2-bedroom apartment on the third floor. The rooms were large and we happily anticipated bringing a new baby home to our cozy little place. Then we found out we were having twins. How would I leave the house with two infant carriers and a toddler? I tried imagining the scenarios, carry one infant carrier down the stairs to the car, lock the car, go back upstairs and get the second infant carrier and the toddler, walk down the stairs in front of toddler to catch him if he falls (can't hold his hand while going down because then I'm carrying an infant carrier and a toddler with no handrail). Two flights of concrete stairs, 19 on each staircase. Ugh. I could make this work. Diaper bag. Purse. Diet Coke. Two infant carriers. Toddler. Groceries. Newborn appointments. Yeah, we decided to see if we could move to a first floor three-bedroom.

Luckily for us, a resi…