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mooshkatoo: Sleeping Around
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Tuesday, January 15, 2013. It’s not what you think! I haven’t decided to suddenly turn this mama blog into Fifty One Shades of Gray. So last night, at two in the morning, poor C stormed out of our bedroom. You see, Emmy had kicked him (in her sleep) for like the 84. Time He couldn’t take any more beatings. I felt horrible for him, of course. It’s no fun to be kicked in the stomach and back repeatedly, when all you want to do is rest and maybe dream a little. One night I was sitting upstairs in my bedroom...
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mooshkatoo: July 2015
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Friday, July 17, 2015. A Funny Thing Happened On the Way to My Surgery. Don’t feel like my life has ever followed a predictable script, and I see that as a positive. If I have developed any skill in life, it might be the ability to “roll with it,” no matter what curveball has been thrown my way. Well, it seems we have been thrown another curveball. The nurse came back in. She was holding two familiar looking objects in her hand, and had a strange look on her face. My jaw dropped open. I covered my mo...
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mooshkatoo: My Bed Killed Mickey Mouse! And Other Not-So-Bright Decorating Ideas for Kids
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Tuesday, July 10, 2012. My Bed Killed Mickey Mouse! And Other Not-So-Bright Decorating Ideas for Kids. In a few weeks time I may be feeling like utter crap again, and I don't know if I can (or want to) fully rely on C and Emmy for moving furniture, painting walls, and boxing up old toys and clothes. Simply because I would not want my child to get a concussion each and every day, upon rising from their bed. See how much I love my children? I promise I won't actually PLAY with it! And as if the starkness ...
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mooshkatoo: Fun with Photos
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Fun With Photos - 05/23/13. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Subscribe To Mooshkatoo Today! Mom Bloggers Club: Connect With Over 16,000 Mom Bloggers. Subscribe in a reader. Add blog to our blog directory. There was an error in this gadget. We're Having a BOY! I never would have thought that at only 12 weeks pregnant, I would be able to find out the gender of our little monkey. But like a lit. Beautifully Worded: A Mother's Wishes for Her Children. I promise I will stop after this. But, seriously?
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mooshkatoo: The Story of My Surgery
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Monday, April 20, 2015. The Story of My Surgery. IIt occurred to me tonight, while looking through my past few posts, that I never actually wrote about what getting the DIEP flap surgery was like for me. It's funny because I feel like I have written about it twenty seven times, but I must have only been thinking about it in my head. I never actually put the experience down in words. April 22, 2015 at 6:29 AM. PS youre amazing I hope you know that. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Subscribe in a reader.
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mooshkatoo: June 2014
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Tuesday, June 10, 2014. It’s All About the DADA. So, for the first two and a half years of Emmy’s life, she was virtually attached to my hip. Often, she was LITERALLY attached to my hip, clinging to my neck with one arm, shoving her other arm and hand down my blouse to make sure her breast friends were still there, and locking her little legs around my waist. The kids were home sick (with PINK EYE! Ok, maybe it’s not THAT bad. But when I called home from work to check in on how my husband and t...8220;We...
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mooshkatoo: April 2014
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Friday, April 11, 2014. Get Back to Work! So, I'm going back to work. Full time. But I'm also sad and worried. In ten days, I will no longer be singing "Let It Go! On Wednesday night, while I was putting Emmy to bed, I had one of my (all too frequent these days) spontaneous emotional breakdowns, and tears started streaming down my face as I sang Em her lullabies. Em looked at me and asked me why I was crying. Well, you know how I told you I would be going back to work, Em? Of course, hearing Em's comfort...
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mooshkatoo: January 2015
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Wednesday, January 21, 2015. The countdown has begun. My prophylactic mastectomy and reconstructive surgery is coming up awfully soon. My mind is going a little nuts with anticipation, anxiety, excitement… MORE anxiety. Seriously, I have begun worrying about EVERYTHING. What if I get sick with the flu the week before surgery? What if my daughter totally freaks out when I am not with my family for five nights? What if there is a horrible snowstorm right before my surgery date? I worry about EVERYTHING.
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mooshkatoo: April 2015
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Monday, April 20, 2015. The Story of My Surgery. IIt occurred to me tonight, while looking through my past few posts, that I never actually wrote about what getting the DIEP flap surgery was like for me. It's funny because I feel like I have written about it twenty seven times, but I must have only been thinking about it in my head. I never actually put the experience down in words. Thursday, April 2, 2015. Portrait of the Artist as a Young Woman. Hard to follow, almost always quite emotionally charged.
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