Tag: motherhood
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Favorite Niece
I have two favorite nieces, and I say that on purpose, out loud, to both of them. I’ll introduce one as my favorite niece, and then a minute later I’ll introduce the other as my favorite niece, and I keep it deliberately unresolved, because they are both my favorite and I refuse to rank them.…
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Bowl Cuts
My girls hate the pictures. Every so often they’ll come across old photos of themselves from when they were little, and there it is, the haircut. The bowl cut that is round, slightly-too-even, unmistakably-a-kid’s-haircut look, sitting on their heads in photo after photo. They groan. They laugh. They ask, in the way kids do, why…
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You Always Believe the Mother
My son took nineteen hours. Both of my girls took two. Two hours, start to finish, both times. These days when someone says “two-hour delivery” they mean something turning up from Amazon, a phone charger or a bag of dog food left on the porch. I delivered two entire human beings in that window. I…
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Montaña de Oro
I found it when I was at Cal Poly, and it became my favorite place on earth, and it has never lost the title. The entrance is a road lined with eucalyptus, tall and silver green, and driving into it always did something to me, some small reliable lift, like the curtain going up before…
