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Second Baby Scrapbook
Despite all the craziness that has been our life lately, I’m still committed to creating a scrapbook of Tate’s first year, as well as an ongoing family scrapbook. However, because of the aforementioned craziness, I’m even more committed to simplifying the process (did you even think it was possible, given the fact that the current version is simply photos taped to card stock, stuffed in sheet protectors, and clipped into a binder?).
Well, yes. This post is about how the process got even simpler: enter Instagram.Instead of lugging out our camera, snapping photos, putting the SD card in the computer, importing photos, editing photos, and sending photos to be… Read More -
On Finding Balance
Last week I was invited to speak to one of the Teach For America national teams. I said that I would gladly come, but I let them know that I was still on maternity leave and would need to bring my baby with me. I asked if I could come at 11:15, which I knew would be the start of Tate’s morning nap.
I woke Tate up from his first nap at 10am and breastfed him. Then I gathered our stuff and drove downtown. Once we got there, I put Tate in the Moby, gave him a pacifier, and gently swayed him to sleep while I spoke to the… Read More -
The Aftermath
There’s so much swirling around in my head; I’m not exactly sure where to begin. The real problem is that I’m not sure what the main idea of this post is. I have no idea where I’m trying to end up, so I don’t know which direction to go.
Oy!When I was 16 my first job was working at a science museum, and I rotated to a new station every 30 minutes. One of my stations was the hurricane machine. It was a room with glass walls. People would enter with ear muffs and take their seats. There was a gauge on the wall and it would… Read More
