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Strangers from the Past, Stories for the Future

One of the many side effects I experience from antidepressants is vivid dreams. I remember having some crazy dreams the last time I was on meds, and this time is no different. Luckily, the dreams are hardly ever terrifying. Excitement and thrills? Sure. Like the one I had recently about ancient Egyptian warriors taking over Times Square (yeah, even I had to laugh as I described it to J). But most are just very detailed, colorful, and stirring. Is there an underlying theme to my dreams? I'm a bit embarrassed to admit it, but I would I have to say that the dreams I experience most these days are of the sexual sort. I don't think that I have ever dreamt of...

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Night and Day

This past weekend — at just shy of 9 months of age — Aerin finally sprouted her first two teeth. As I proudly ran my finger over Aerin's new incisors (and got repeatedly bitten in the process, as having her mother's finger shoved in her mouth is something that she obviously does not like), I couldn't help but think back to when Claire got her first teeth at 6 months of age. I had expected Aerin to get her first teeth at approximately the same age too, so the 3-month difference — which is quite large in a baby time — was yet another evidence of how differently my daughters grow, develop, and become themselves. One of the things I find most difficult...

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Dressing the Part: Should Moms Dress More Conservatively?

Now that I have lost most of the baby weight (just a few more pounds to go!) and can fit into most of my old clothes, I have come to a realization. "Did I always wear clothes this tight?" I asked J. "Yep. That shirt looks just the way it used to on you before the babies." Because I became pregnant with Aerin just a few months after having Claire, I can safely say that I have spent the majority of the past 2.5 years pregnant and obviously well above my usual weight. I was also no longer working, thus being prompted to dress in loose shabby clothing or maternity wear. Being able to fit into my old clothes is exciting. But because it has...

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Our Family’s First Trip to the Beach

...was a big fat FAIL. This past Saturday, J and I loaded up the car, strapped both girls into their car seats with me sitting uncomfortably between them, and drove a little over an hour to Long Island for a day at the beach with family and friends. I was admittedly uncomfortable with the idea of bringing Aerin to the beach because she tries to put everything into her mouth these days — even my nose! — but J assured me that he would take care of her while I watched Claire. Anyway, back to the story. We had purposely left an hour after everyone else so that the car ride would coincide with the girls' nap times. We figured that the girls...

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