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advanced maternal age: 04/01/2008 - 05/01/2008
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There are two reasons I know I'm one hundred years old. I rode the carousel with Rio on Friday. Three times. She fears the horses (and I'm thrilled the up and down on a pole gives her cause for concern) so we rode the carriage. Three times. She totally could have gone allll day, but I got motion sick. In the carriage. I'm officially old. One hour into eating the cone, a nice old man sits at the table next to us]. Scuse me, (points with her pinky and one eye closed). As she struggles with certain complica...
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advanced maternal age: how come?
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Has become central in my life these days. How come I'm not scared of giant pretend spiders? I struggle to answer this but she's already on to the next. How come I have to make my bed if I'm going to get back in later today? I suspect her father gave her this one. I plan to smack the shit out of him later. How come people were excited for Barack Obama and now everyone is complaining and complaining about him? How come you gave me gum? Yeah, 'how come' is central these days,. Stayed home. Have a kid wh...
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advanced maternal age: 05/01/2009 - 06/01/2009
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New and interesting ways to make my head explode. She's reading. A lot. Big and involved words. Thinking all.the.time. She's constantly asking me what words mean. It's been great for me to try to get concepts like satisfied across. My brain is creaky but enjoying this new level of interaction. She recently made up a word. I believe it's spelled O-Z-U-L-E-E-N-E-R-S. She would NO DOUBT correct me. The only challenge is that it's now on the list of "What does that mean? Me: It means to scrub. But I look at ...
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advanced maternal age: 02/01/2008 - 03/01/2008
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Hop, skip, and a jump. People, please slow down. You do want to get where you're going, yes? Links to this post. My gears are grinding. We're getting into the second week of Rio refusing to answer to anything but Mater. If you ask her to do anything and say "Rio" she'll promptly say, "I'm Mater. Call me Mater." This extends to play, the telephone, and most recently - the doctor's office. We had to have something checked out so:. You're so pretty. What's your name? Me: Rio, c'mon. Links to this post.
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advanced maternal age: 03/01/2010 - 04/01/2010
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Has become central in my life these days. How come I'm not scared of giant pretend spiders? I struggle to answer this but she's already on to the next. How come I have to make my bed if I'm going to get back in later today? I suspect her father gave her this one. I plan to smack the shit out of him later. How come people were excited for Barack Obama and now everyone is complaining and complaining about him? How come you gave me gum? Yeah, 'how come' is central these days,. Links to this post.
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advanced maternal age: 06/01/2008 - 07/01/2008
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What you don't know. I met my father when I was 30. Turned out, I had a sister, too. And five loving aunts. A darling uncle. And about a thousand cousins. It's been an awesome journey. My mother made it as difficult as possible to 'find' him. She lied about our heritage, our father's knowledge of us, her state of residence, where she attended high school . difficult. On May 31st he gave his life protecting a friend in need. What if the cat has rabies or distemper? What it he ate something and he's sick?
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advanced maternal age: sedate ... or boring?
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Sedate . or boring? I'm sure you missed it but, this blog was hott pink for a minute. Oh, with little funny scrawly drawings. So Yeah. Tomorrow is the Tea Party at Rio's school. I'd better get to bed so I'm not the scary looking mom. Yayyy, tea parties are making a comeback! I like the current layout - and love the adorable new (to us) picture of the two of you. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). New and interesting ways to make my head explode. Sedate . or boring? Huh too much pink, methinks.
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advanced maternal age: happy father's day
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She made it tough to find him. She went as far as to give me her high school class ring - from a school she didn't attend. She buried the trail deep. False facts scattered brilliantly. A multi-dimensional set of little islands of lies she might need in a future fabrication. Deep. I met my father when I was 30. And my adored little sister when she was 10. The weight of a non-existent past is surprisingly heavy. This comment has been removed by a blog administrator. I know some folks here who have gotten r...
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advanced maternal age: 10/01/2008 - 11/01/2008
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Can you hear me now? When last I spoke to my "mother" I quite clearly told her that I would only speak to her in a therapeutic environment. Dueling shrinks. Witnesses. Security. I was crystal clear. That was May 9th. She called 2 days ago. No apology. Nothing reasonable even, although the unreasonable is always expected. She left a message saying she wished to see Rio and Bear. Call her back. This is her number. Not a call from a therapeutic environment so, I did not return the call, as commanded. She kn...
