Hands Full Times Two
A mommy blog that is more about me than it is about my kids.
Sunday, April 26, 2015
NICU, part something of several
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The metaphor I've used for the way my liver transplant impacted my life describes a big bear ambling along and swiping me from his path-...
Wednesday, April 8, 2015
Scale of 1-10
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My grandmother died when I was eighteen. She was and still is one of the people I love the most in the world and when she died it was Christ...
Thursday, April 2, 2015
Untitled
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Those who know me or us know that Cyrus is fine. It was scary in the beginning--very scary. A week or nine days after the birth of these twi...
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Tuesday, March 31, 2015
Recognition
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I'm not a nurse but I play one one TV, I used to say. Or I'd reference my fake RN degree. A decade into my organ donation career I w...
Monday, March 30, 2015
there was a little girl and a little boy
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It took two hours for the doctors to come see us. The Benadryl they gave me for the itching made me sleepy and mellow. I didn't feel lik...
Once upon a time. . .
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My two older children were born in San Francisco. As a third generation City girl this appealed to me but the real reason behind it was that...
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Thursday, March 26, 2015
Frog Park
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My brain actually goes blank when the relief of all babies being quiet in their beds sinks in. It's just. . .I have yet to find the word...
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