Sundries

The nausea continues, though it has already begun to merge with the heartburn of the second trimester. I spend much of the day interrupting my tasks, or interrupting the children’s interruptions, to lie very still and hope it passes.
I feel a growing sense of despair about the house. It will never [...]

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Fresh Start

In a theology class, my professor once addressed the way people disagree about essential things. He said that when we explain our convictions clearly and carefully, if someone still does not agree with us, there is a tendency to condemn that person as either stupid or evil. He drew a court room diagram [...]

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Panhandling

I have written before about my experiences with beggars and my general policies about it. I give pocket change to panhandlers. I try to do this not because I think it helps them much, but because of what I want my own character to be. Jesus said, “Give to whoever asks of [...]

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Shhh.

I cannot blog today because I must lie very, very still or the food I have eaten for the last two years will come hurling up through my body, possibly including my nose in its desperation to escape the queasiness caused by the tiny despotic lifeform growing in my womb.

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More Examples of Fine Parenting from the Mitchell Family

Last week I was putting laundry away. JellyBean stood behind me and chanted, sing-song, “Dam-mit! Dam-mit! Dam-mit!”
Um. I tried to change the subject and give her something else to talk about. At dinner I *discussed* the event with Az the Occasionally Indelicate, who looked shamefaced and promised to be more careful [...]

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