Author: rachelvb
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A letter to Jack
For lunch, I climbed into my son’s bed, turned on his kitty-cat night light and listened to the playlist I made for the day he was born. The lights were low, the fish tank glowing in the corner, trickling the water that helps him fall asleep. The cat wandered into every corner: his protector from…
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I am torn as a mother. I am mended
On our walk, I don’t question the nocturnal nature of crickets as I hear one chirping confidently in daylight, the fact that it’s morning, that it’s winter. But winter here is the taste of citrus on a cool breeze with warm tendrils promising warm days. We run over a decomposing bird with Jack’s red tricycle.…
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Kindness is cool
I miss this guy today. Although, I’m too tired to possibly run after him if we were home. That’s how it is though, right? You can’t wait to put them to bed and have some alone time, but the minute you put them to bed for some alone time, you miss the crap out of…
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Stylish free-thinker?! ha, sure!
Jack and I were featured as “stylish free-thinkers” for a pretty awesome clothing company called The LB Brand. A few months ago they were searching for brand reps, so I submitted myself. What the hell right? Free shirt, a free shirt I actually love and makes me feel kinda sexy (which is hard to come…
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Oh, hello!
Wow. Has it been a while. I’m feeling rusty even navigating the website. I haven’t been writing. Just working and mom-ing. But I’m getting anxious. Maybe not to write per-say, but create. And I don’t know what to create and that’s making me even more anxious. I see other moms around me who are selling…
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Great with Child
‘Great with Child,’ Beth Ann Fennelly. Sometimes, I’m afraid to really start writing again because my heart has changed so much, feels as Fennelly says ‘endangered’ and I’m still trying to navigate the new terrain. I feel more acutely than I ever have before and I’m a poet, so that’s a hell of a lot…
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Cuddles
Curled into me last night, I lay down with Jack to help him to sleep. He doesn’t go down easy. He needs contact and cuddles and I’m sure we are doing something wrong in some expert’s mind about getting our boy to eventually sleep by himself, but when we’re all tired and he goes down…
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Firsts
God, I haven’t written! Instead, I’ll just post a bunch of pictures =) We’ve had Pat’s 32 birthday for which I commissioned a friend/coworker of mine to do a portrait of Jack. I think she nailed it. He will forever be daydreaming and watching the leaves. We also took our first road trip to LA…
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Beautiful Boy
Where did he come from?! Sometimes I look at him and see a little boy, the person he will be. His face seems so old in certain light. I mostly see it when he’s sleeping in my arms, when it’s 3am and delirium has cloaked everything. Maybe it’s not so much delirium as it is…