Lively Writhing
Random thought bits and things that tickle my ever-so-ticklish fancy.
Random thought bits and things that tickle my ever-so-ticklish fancy.
I was sitting at the computer when the shaking started again. It was 11:30 and Doug was already in bed.
I was sitting on the beach the other day when I saw a girl with her mom digging in the sand in front of me. They were giggling as they dug their purple shovels into the sand. The girl seemed to be about 5, and was full of life and joy. There was
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Is there something the matter with me? As a wife? Because here’s the thing: I don’t always like to do my “wifely duty.”
It's bedtime, and Emi's asking for a drink before she goes to sleep. But tonight her usual request is accompanied by a more ominous directive. "Mommy," she says, her face solemn, "when you come back, we have to talk."
Others may have begun their parenting journey with a positive pregnancy test and parenting book, but I started mine in front of the television.
My wife, Lael, and I had repeatedly been cautioned by our experienced friends to expect severe, relationship-altering sleep loss after the birth of our daughter. The truth was, though, that we looked forward to the challenge.