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the night before you were born.

The night before you were born, I stood in the bathroom doorway with a toothbrush in my hand and cried my eyes out. Just hours earlier, we went out to a fancy dinner and I ate as much as I … Continue reading

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happy birthday, everett!

Today, my sweet baby boy turns two. It’s an odd and magical thing to watch your child grow up before your very eyes. You find yourself in the middle of a routine that feels so incredibly normal that you can … Continue reading

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36 minutes.

I had errands to run. The alterations shop, the camera shop, the baby clothes store. I collapsed on the chair for a minute—just one minute—to rest before mustering the energy to change his diaper, change his clothes, brush my teeth, … Continue reading

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13/52, 14/52.

“A portrait of my child once a week, every week, in 2014.” Week 12: He can build a racetrack out of anything. Week 13: Snack time staring contest. He won.

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10/52.

“A portrait of my child once a week, every week, in 2014.” Week 10: His semi-serious face. I hope his eyes stay that blue forever.

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