posted by K | filed under Family, Pregnancy, Ruby | 8 Comments

Introducing Rosemary, my second girl, my second R, my second blue-eyed, long-lashed beauty. This one has red hair. Maybe my payment for waiting so long to have babies is that I got my wish – a curly-haired girl and a redhead. Both are perfect. Rosemary reminds me of all the things I forgot from the [...]

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Everyone says about their kids, “I didn’t know I could love someone this much.” I expected to feel that way, too, and I did the moment I looked into Ruby’s eyes on the day she was born. But what I didn’t expect was to say, 14 months later, “I didn’t know someone could love me [...]

posted by K | filed under Family, Ruby | 7 Comments

Tonight, I laid my child in her crib, and she immediately rolled over and went to sleep. No screaming, no repeatedly standing up, no thrashing about like one possessed. She didn’t even need to hold my hand. I was stunned at first – literally, mouth-hanging-open stunned – but taken in the context of the past [...]

posted by K | filed under Ruby, Uncategorized | 3 Comments

The past week has been one of those when everything clicks and in the course if seven days, Ruby changes in 57 ways. Suddenly, not only is she bigger physically (finally outgrowing her 6-9 months clothes), she also has had some kind of awakening, in which her understanding of the world around her has made [...]

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Just heard via Facebook that an acquaintance of mine had her baby the other day. Two weeks ago, another friend had a baby. We also recently found out my aunt is adopting a baby, who will be born any minute, and two of my cousins are due this spring. Once, this barrage of baby news [...]

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Tonight I’m noticing how big my girl is getting. After her bath, I bent to kiss her newly washed hair and realized it’s long enough now to brush against my lips. To put on her night-night diaper and keep her from rolling away repeatedly, I had to wrestle with her and sing to her (the [...]

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