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29
I turned 29 earlier this week. It’s my last year as a twenty-something and it feels anti-climactic. I‘m not sure what I expected, but it certainly wasn’t this feeling of, “Okay, what now? Thirty? I can do thirty.” I know I’m supposed to dread the big 3-0, but as the…
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Enough
For the longest time, I wasn’t sure I wanted a second baby. Whenever people asked, I’d say what I knew they wanted to hear: Of course! We’re just waiting until the chemo leaves his system. Oh yes, Z needs a sibling. We don’t want her to be an only child! Definitely.…
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Tomorrow
I creep into her room before we leave this morning, my hand hovering over her back. I have to leave her with my sister again. It’s only the first time this week, but it’s the fifth time this month that I won’t be home when she wakes up, that I…
Michelle Underwood 