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Ah, New York Times Sunday Styles — you often surprise me, and that’s part of the pleasure of reading you.  But this Sunday your front page featured “The Baby Bump,” which claims, “For celebrities whose film and TV careers have stalled, motherhood is proving a lucrative Plan B.”  Really?

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Ah, New York Times Sunday Styles — you often surprise me, and that’s part of the pleasure of reading you.  But this Sunday your front page featured “The Baby Bump,” which claims, “For celebrities whose film and TV careers have stalled, motherhood is proving a lucrative Plan B.”  Really?

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All this past weekend I couldn’t stop thinking about schedules.  The word schedule comes from the Latin schedula or “slip of paper,” a diminutive of scheda, from the Greek skhedē, meaning “papyrus leaf.”  I like that its origins have to do with plants and paper — and writing.

If you read my last post (Take your twins to work — every day) you know that I’ve been struggling with balancing writing and twin-care.  The twins are on a pretty set schedule — wake up, bottle, play, nap, breakfast, play, walk, lunch, nap, play, dinner, walk, play, bottle, bed.  Could I sum up my day in the same simple way? (more…)

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I’m always late reading through the Sunday New York Times.  Because I have 14-month-old twins, Sundays have become precious getting-things-done days (since my husband is home to take over the care of said twins).  I try to write on Sundays but I also do a lot of puttering around the house and a lot of reading — including the Sunday paper — but I never manage to quite get through it all.

So this morning I finally got to the the Sunday Review, and this article: The Flight from Conversation.  It starts with a bang:

 We live in a technological universe in which we are always communicating. And yet we have sacrificed conversation for mere connection.

Yikes.  When I look at the picture that accompanies the article this seems undeniable.  But is it? (more…)

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Over the course of our move, over the length of last weekend (and a bit beyond) we’ve been without internet access.  I’ve been amazed at how irritating this is, and how dependent I’ve become on the web.

I’ve written before about wanting to try some “drawing room evenings” – evenings where my husband and I don’t collapse in front of the TV but play dominoes or put together a puzzle or read or talk.  But after long days taking care of the twins, TV starts to sing its siren call, and I try to rationalize succumbing to it by only watching PBS (Nature; American Experience; American Masters; Masterpiece Theater – anything but Antiques Roadshow, a Peter Paul and Mary concert or some kind of lecture about losing weight or gaining income).  I love PBS … but it’s still TV.

Unfortunately, hooking up our TV was easy – plug in socket, antenna towards window: done.  (We don’t get cable — on purpose.)  But getting internet access was dependent on our “provider.”  (Provider – I love it.  It’s like Pa from Little House on the Prairie bringing home deer and building houses … only not.)

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The first night I was annoyed.  I wanted to (more…)

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I’m still new to being a “writing mother.”  So new that I feel like I have to put the term in quotes.

When the twins and I first came home from the hospital I had a surprising amount of time to write — in my journal, at least.  I was recovering from a C-section and had an enormous amount of help.  (What was unhelpful was doctors telling me not to lift anything heavier than a coffee cup — right after they’ve delivered me of seven-plus-pound twins.  Yes — seven-plus pounds.  Each.)  (Rather more than a coffee cup, no?)

I spent long stretches of time lying in bed, propped up with pillows and balancing my laptop on my knees.  I was encouraged to do this.  And it was wonderful.  Who knew I’d look back on those weeks of recovery (which had its not-so-pleasant side, believe me) with envy?

After six weeks I was deemed fit — and the real project of motherhood began.  (more…)

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A week before I started this blog I read this article in the New York Times parenting blog Motherlode: Blogging Makes New Moms Happier.  Here’s a taste of it:

Blogging may make new mothers feel happier. Fellow mothers, do you remember that feeling of isolation that came with staying at home, alone, with that tiny, needy, crying, confusing baby they handed you at the hospital? Fathers, if you took on the primary caregiving role solo, for months or years, you can’t possibly have forgotten that sense of being stranded on an island of Cheerios and Raffi music …

Knowing I wasn’t alone in finding something I’d wanted so much to then be so hard was more help than I can express …

Feeling happier as a new mom — that’s what what pushed me to take the plunge into blogging.

I had been — and must remind myself that I still am — a pens-and-paper kind of writer.  Sure I used a computer, but I also liked to hand-write with a fountain pen (nothing pretentious, just a Lamy Safari filled with a plum-burgundy ink) (well, that last part might seem pretentious, but it’s what I like, OK?).  I had published in a few literary journals and set my sights on a book with an independent or university press.  Blogging seemed — I don’t know — too frivolous and too technically advanced at the same time.

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But then I had twins.  (more…)

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