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What we talk about when we talk about Christmas

I remember my Christmasses past in traditions. Holidays matter to small children, and they mattered

letters to my children

Two thousand, one hundred and ninety two

Dear Henry, At some point in the last couple of months, your face has changed.


New worlds, old stars and red lipstick: some advice on being a woman, for my daughter

Little girl, you sleep. I wanted a girl desperately, and you came like a song


Sometimes your newborn feelings are not pretty, and that’s ok

Anyway (she said, mouth full of Easter chocolate), I thought I would let you know

letters to my children

This Is Where We Are: a letter to my children on Mother’s Day (6)

Every year on Mother’s Day, I write about how I mother my babies day-to-day. I



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