May 20, 2013

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Today's Stories

Naptime

Tiger Mama

I had a long list of places I wanted to see. I wanted my passport filled with stamps, my bones tired from bumpy bus rides on backwood roads in some distant place. But it didn’t turn out that way. The pull to stay with my family, and in my place, was so great that the best I could do was go to graduate school across the country in Oregon.

by Jennifer Savage
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Witching Hour

Baby Blues

A mom admits that Zoloft makes her a better mother.

by Jessi Marcinek
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After Bedtime

Be Courageous

by Team Mamalode
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Yesterday's Stories

Just Breathe

Your baby, that baby that you see right there with the beating heart and the perfect tiny hands and feet, is going to die and no amount of wishing me dead or mute or skipping your appointment or begging for a do-over is going to change that.  Off you go now, the dog needs to be let out.  There are dishes in the sink.  You can’t leave the kids with your friend forever.

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Thanks Harry

While I’m completely comfortable with my own lameness, Morris’ e-mail still gnawed at me a little. Was I the only loser parent at home on a Friday night watching the ABC Family Channel?

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Call Mom Baby

A Call Me Maybe parody with our friends at Oula.

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Next Month's Theme Is: June 2013

Oh, time, time, time… you tricky rascal. How is it that getting from morning to lunch takes forever, yet the birthdays just fly by me? How is it that my kids are so big?

I honestly can’t seem to get a handle on this time thing. Since becoming a mom, people have told me to make time for myself. Out of what, exactly, I don’t know, but I would guess it is like crafting or cooking. If I can get the right supplies or ingredients perhaps then I can whip up a batch of time. Until then, though, I will just keep on pushing, squeezing and cramming so much into my day that it might in fact burst.

Tell us your stories about TIME. The moments where you said “its time”. The ways time flies or crawls or stops. Tell us how TIME shapes you, and send it to us to shape Mamalode.

It’s TIME to tell your story.

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