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Making my mother cry since 1977

Updated: 2013-05-19T03:00:15-04:00


Discontent in a Hostile World


You'd think I'd have tons to say, right? And yet, I say nothing. I write nothing. Let's start with Kermit Gosnell. I've followed this trial, of course. His clinic was on the same block where my girls' dad lives; picking...

In which I break my arm patting myself on the back


It's been seven months since I started working for PP, and it's time for the annual party where the whole affiliate gets together to celebrate our accomplishments and recognize outstanding work. I was nominated by my boss (hi Melissa!) for...

Helplessness and Venipuncture


These were the bookends of my day. This was just a normal day. Other people's crises are my new normal. My first patient was a pregnant woman who did not want to be pregnant- we went over the pros and...


So, I feel like I should update: I'm working in a hotbed of women's health, I've transitioned to full time employment after a decade of mommy-centric living, the amount I've learned and adapted to should warrant a post, right? You'd...

I could have been a contender; thoughts on my swimming career.


There's a thing I've rarely talked about, something I've left firmly in the past. It's been brought to the fore my my girls' burgoening swimming careers and obviously, by the Olympics. I quit swimming for good when I was 16,...

This is new...


I have started working for a very famous womens' health care clinic. If you know me on facebook you might know this already. My job is to counsel the patients before they see the clinician. I find out what they...



What brought me back to this place was the Time Magazine cover, feeding the lactivist fervor that never quite goes away. Once I was back, I started reading my old posts about breastfeeding and feeling the gulf between who I...



My grandfather died a week ago. I was asked to give the eulogy, and of course I accepted, knowing that doing so would test the limits of my abilities. I took a deep breath and welcomed the challenge. It was...

I've fallen into a hole


I have a family member with cancer. Being jobless and available, it makes sense that I'd be the one to provide daytime support and care. My grandfather, the beloved patriarch of our close Irish Catholic family, has been diagnosed with...

Back to the Start


I started this blog to write about my experience of open adoption. It could still have been defined as open at the time although it had already disappointed my own expectations of what "openness" meant. And after that devastating letter...