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The Spaces

Summer 2007 Issue Several months ago, my nine month old bit me on the shoulder. Hard. Having gone through three toddlers before her, I expected a biting phase. Just not quite yet. It was past her bedtime, she was extremely tired and fussy, and I had the nerve to try to finish a conversation with (…) MORE »

Department of Insult to Injury

Summer 2007 Issue Today I got my first job offer since moving to California. I am sitting in the mall’s kiddie playland, watching Eleanor toddle about, when the mom near me starts up a conversation. In the beginning, it’s normal mall mom conversation, “How old is your girl,” “What’s her name,” “Gosh she’s a cutie,” (…) MORE »

Shedding My Skin

Spring 2008 Issue One highly invasive surgery to remove a uterine tumor. Five years of emotional turmoil and infertility treatments that cost over $15,000. Six artificial insemination failures. Twenty-four plus months of painful ovulation drugs and shots. Three miscarriages. One tubal pregnancy. Three D & C’s. Nine months of counseling to keep depression from pregnancy (…) MORE »

I Don’t Think I Can Do This

Winter 2008 Issue Squatting, head down, hands stretched across the bed holding my husband’s so tightly I could hear the bones crackle, grunting with the effort of riding wave after wave of tsunami-like contractions I hissed, “I don’t think I can do this” – give birth, I meant. But of course several hours later with (…) MORE »

The Whistle Stop Tour

Winter 2008 Issue For a “stay at home mom” freelance journalist, it was the opportunity of a lifetime. Momseasychair.com, a national Atlanta-based web-zine asked me to come aboard as one of their writers during their national “Whistle Stop Tour”. My job would be to interview moms across the country, asking them their opinion on the (…) MORE »

Sushi

Fall 2008 Issue I am sitting at the sushi bar. My sinuses are on fire. As I casually reach for my glass, I surreptitiously wipe the tears from my watering eyes on my shoulder. The sushi guy building a beautiful caterpillar role with carrot eyes smirks. I ignore him, which is harder than it sounds (…) MORE »