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Dear Candy Corn: A Breakup Letter

POSTED ON 12/09/2016

Dear Candy Corn: A Breakup Letter Dear Candy Corn, I remember the good old days. I’d line you up in neat rows, like tiny soldiers waiting to be beheaded. I’d circle you around delicious pumpkins. You would snuggle in my bathrobe pocket, hidden from those greedy children of mine. You’d tinkle against…

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Running to My Mother

POSTED ON 03/05/2016

Running to My Mother My mother died four years ago in June. I remember exactly where I stood in the Paradise Pier Hotel lobby in Disneyland, past midnight, alone with the man polishing the floors, when it happened. It was a horrible, numbing, blackness falling all around moment. But the truth is I h…

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A Brief Note on Foods I Should Not Have In My House

POSTED ON 27/04/2016

A Brief Note on Foods I Should Not Have In My House I am 45 years old. I am hungrier than I have ever been in my life. My doctor told me that this happens to women my age. It’s just hormones. She also told me that my stomach is desperately wanting to hold on to belly fat because it’s so worried abou…

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The First Goodbye

POSTED ON 15/03/2016

The First Goodbye There’s a feeling you get when something big is about to happen. It’s that out-of-body experience where you are almost watching everything from a distance. You’ve gotten yourself there, but you aren’t sure how. Your heart is beating too fast even though your eyes seem to be taking…

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Don’t Cry Over Spilled Breast Milk

POSTED ON 23/02/2016

Don’t Cry Over Spilled Breast Milk When I first returned to the workforce, I was still nursing. I started a new job–one that was supposed to be less stressful and less time-intensive. Predictably enough, that didn’t prove to be the case. And within my first week, I was working weekends and nights on…

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How to Handle Sick Days (And I Don’t Mean Yours)

POSTED ON 11/02/2016

How to Handle Sick Days (And I Don’t Mean Yours) I wish I was talking about my own sick days. Seriously, as a working mother, does anything sound more luxurious than lying in your bed all day? Maybe with a little bell to ring to call forth a husband or child to serve you? For a blissful day of watch…

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No, My Kid Is Not Tired

POSTED ON 28/01/2016

No, My Kid Is Not Tired I’d like to play along and say that yes, you’re right, he is. But he went to bed at the usual time last night. He’s just being an asshole. No, he hasn’t just run off from my side because his feelings were hurt somehow. No, his feelings aren’t especially sensitive, that isn’t…

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What It’s Like When Your Birthday is the Day After Christmas

POSTED ON 26/12/2015

What It’s Like When Your Birthday is the Day After Christmas This is a question I am often asked. What is it like to be born the day after J.C., the biggest birthday on the planet? So for once and for all, here are the answers. Please, as a gift to me, never ask again. Why didn’t your parents name y…

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What Moms Talk About When We Talk About Our Jobs

POSTED ON 18/11/2015

What Moms Talk About When We Talk About Our Jobs When I was two months pregnant with my first child, my boss pulled me aside to discuss one of my direct reports who was also pregnant (and a total bad ass). Take her off of all important projects immediately, he said. Pregnant women are crazy. Now you…

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Things I Never Thought I’d Say as a Mother

POSTED ON 03/11/2015

Things I Never Thought I’d Say as a Mother My sister is 12 years older than me, and she had her kids in her mid-20s. I was an aunt at 12, which was amazing. As I watched her kids grow, I also watched her do things I swore I would never do when I was a mother, such as racking up more than $20 in fees…

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