Gen X parents

This article showed up on my fb feed, and unlike most articles that show up in my fb feed, I read it. I read it because I’ll read pretty much anything that talks about Gen X, a generation that my birth in the exact middle of the 1970’s puts me at the tail end of. […]

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Massive Morning Mess

It was a hot morning, blossoming into an even hotter, muggier day. I didn’t want to go to work, but was pulling it together. My son didn’t want to go to camp, but was not quite managing it. I’d let him watch it an ipad show at breakfast, so that was the first sign of […]

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My kid is a handful

Apparently my kid is a handful. He spent a week with his Grammy and his Gramps in New England, and Dave and I went to pick him up at the end of the week. They’re pretty crazy about him, and enjoyed having him around, which makes me endlessly happy and grateful. But keeping up with […]

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“Mommy, don’t snuggle me.”

It happened. The words I’d been expecting to hear since just about birth came tumbling out of my baby’s mouth. “Mommy, don’t snuggle me,” he said. We were reading stories, laying on his bed. This is prime snuggling territory. Half the reason for story time is so that I can hold my baby while reading […]

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Daddy’s Magic Birthday

Whoever had the brilliant idea to plan a Sticky for the same week as C’s birthday… well it was me, and I clealy didn’t think it through. I think I can be forgiven, because all of C’s birthdays up to this point have been pretty low-key. Turning 1, that’s a big deal, but it’s a […]

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The nature of the things we do

I’m heading off to work this morning. Standing on the subway platform among my fellow commuters, fellow travels, I feel isolated. I know we all do. I feel the day spread out before me in a hazy expanse, with time points as sign posts: at x, have coffee, keep drinking coffee until y, because after […]

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Pushed and pulled

Yesterday I felt pulled in two directions. I’ve talked to other artist parents about this, about this pull, and yesterday, not for the first time, I felt it. I’d had a super productive day planned. Work at my job-type-job in the morning, then drop off my brand new laptop for repair (I think I got […]

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