You are my son.
Not until you have your own will you come to fully understand the privilege, the force, the pride and the integrity behind that statement.
I am your mother.
In your lifetime you will meet many other mothers, and not only will you realize that no two mothers are alike, but more importantly, that I am your favorite.
I’m as big a celebrity watcher as most people are and am quite fond of the statements they release when some huge event — such as marriage, divorce, pregnancy, sex change — occurs in their lives. Gwyneth Paltrow announcing the end of her 10 year marriage to Chris Martin via her blog reminded me
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My Dearest Baby Boy,
We’ve known each other for well over nine years now and I am so proud of the little man that stands before me each day. Age 9 is a fantastic age.
I thought for your 9th birthday, I’d list a few fun facts about the number 9:
When people say
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This has been the theme of my life as of late …
Filled with 2 parts sadness, 1 part feigned happiness …
Everything’s been … hazy.
Have you ever felt like you’re outside looking in?
Such has been life as of late …
Prone to random, hidden trickles of tears, followed by a smile
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My Dearest Baby Boy,
Eight years ago you made me the happiest Mommy in the world with your birth!
It has been:
8 wonderful years of loving you to pieces …
8 years of kissing your face …
8 years of mending your boo-boo’s … (including the invisible ones) …
8 years of in-depth
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This evening, my little boy had something to do with making someone’s night very… serendipitous … in every sense of the word.
I left work at roughly 6:20pm this evening and ventured toward Park Avenue to collect my boy from his father …
I work on the West side — making the undesirable
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My Dearest, Baby Boy:
Seven whole years have passed since Dr. Martas sliced Mommy open with a scalpel … and yanked you out.
At this time, 7 years ago, I was laying up in a hospital bed, numb from the waste down and waiting for the next steps …
It was a happy and
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I’ve been chasing sleep for hours! …
What the fuck is so interesting about staying awake past midnight, anyway?
Milk won’t help … it’ll just give me a tummy ache.
I’m 33 y/o … why am I still saying tummy –
… something just caught my eye …
… a shadowy figure
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I sit here.
With random thoughts.
About how to get to sleep.
Not any of them really good ones.
I can go downstairs. Go for a run?
But then I remember that I’m as lazy as I am an insomniac.
I can go on Twitter and Facebook. Work on being even more of a
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