And then there were three...

On Sunday, my mom and Dana left. Dana had been here for five weeks, my mom for a little over a week total (spread out over two long weekends), and our house has felt empty ever since. Even before Dana arrived in mid-June, I knew it would be hard to say goodbye at the end; For fifteen years, my entire adult life, Dana has been a great dad. But I guess you can never anticipate what it actually feels like to say a hard goodbye. 

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Big news...

I have had a hard time writing posts over the past couple of months, because I've been so consumed with our (admittedly poorly kept) secret-- Baby 2 is due in December! I've known since about 3.5 weeks with a 6 week and a 9 week ultrasound to confirm, so waiting until now--almost 13 weeks--to share has been a challenge!

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Struggling vs. Suffering

Yesterday, Julia had a hard day. From the moment she woke up, she was irritable. Everything I asked or suggested was met with "no," or "Mama, don't...(insert whatever I was doing)." When I came home from some errands and some work in the afternoon, Julia told me she had "been a little fussy with Ana (our sitter)." To quote Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good Very Bad Day, some days are like that.

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Another lesson

Yesterday, Julia and I were at a play date with 3 other moms and toddlers, along with some younger siblings. While 3 toddlers ran and screeched with happiness, Julia found a toy guitar and a toy dog. She crawled up on to the couch next to me and, for the next hour and a half, made the dog play the guitar (one song from music class, over and over). I had a brief moment of self-consciousness-- what would the others think about Julia not joining in? Should I encourage her to go into the other room with the other kids?-- before realizing that her smiling face gave me the answer about what to do: let her play. 

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I promise, we are happy...

Yesterday, when I was talking to my mom, she mentioned that my posts always make her cry, which made me think a little about this blog. I started it to share the writing I had been doing with a few people with whom I had been sharing it anyway-- it seemed easier to send a blog link than to continually send word or google documents. But in the last month, I have found that blogging actually makes me want to write- it is an inspiration to write, as well as a vehicle for sharing. 

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Where is Jesus?

When Julia was born 2 ½ years ago, I started looking forward to Christmases with her. As I nursed and held my tiny baby, I envisioned a little girl drinking hot cocoa, singing Christmas carols, decorating Christmas trees.  And this year, she started to get it. While initially skeptical of my descriptions of Santa, stating “Jia doesn’t like him” when I told her about a jolly old man who flies on a sled pulled by reindeer, this was the most fun Christmas season yet.

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When it rains, it pours: Alaska, 7 years later.

Seven years ago this weekend, Scott and I were sitting in my basement apartment, buried under feet of snow and countless projects and papers for school. Frustrated with academia, Scott turned to me and said, “Want to go to Alaska?" "Sure," I replied, "I'll go." Scott was stunned, partly because I don't think he entirely meant it, and partly because I didn't balk at the idea of driving for a week to a place we had never been, with someone I had only known for five months.

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