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The groove is so mysterious. We're born with it and we lose it and the world seems to split apart before our eyes into stupid and cool. When we get it back, the world unifies around us, and both stupid and cool fall away. I am grateful to those who are keepers of the groove. The babies and the grandmas who hang on to it and help us remember when we forget that any kind of dancing is better than no dancing at all.
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babies
confidence
cool
dance
dancing
demons
grandma
groove
growing-up
lynda-barry
one-hundred-demons
self-love
stupid
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Lynda Barry |
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When my friends began to have babies and I came to comprehend the heroic labor it takes to keep one alive, the constant exhausting tending of a being who can do nothing and demands everything, I realized that my mother had done all of these things for me before I remembered. I was fed; I was washed; I was clothed; I was taught to speak and given a thousand other things, over and over again, hourly, daily, for years. She gave me everything before she gave me nothing.
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babies
childhood
children
family
family-relationships
motherhood
mothering
mothers
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Rebecca Solnit |
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"I watched my friend Eleanor give birth," she said. "Once you've seen a child born, you realize a baby's not much more than a reconstituted ham and cheese sandwich. Just a little anagram of you and what you've been eating for nine months."
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babies
baby
benna
birth
humor
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Lorrie Moore |
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"For my sake," he said firmly, addressing the air in front of him as though it were a tribunal, "I dinna want ye to bear another child. I wouldna risk your loss, Sassenach," he said, his voice suddenly husky. "Not for a dozen bairns. I've daughters and sons, nieces and nephews, grandchildren--weans enough." He looked at me directly then, and spoke softly. "But I've no life but you, Claire." He swallowed audibly, and went on, eyes fixed on mine. "I did think, though . . . if ye do want another child . . . perhaps I could still give ye one."
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babies
children
claire-fraser
jamie-fraser
love
orphan
pregnancy
soulmates
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Diana Gabaldon |
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"I remained with Lark in the hospital room until Aaron arrived out of breath from running. "My muse," he said, taking her hand. Leaving them alone to prepare for the surgery, I walked into the waiting room. Cooper patted the chair next to him and I joined him. "She'll be okay," he said, sounding convincing. I didn't feel like talking, so I texted Dylan, Harlow, Mom, and Dad to let them know what was happening. Cooper spoke quietly on the phone with Farah who was on her way with Tawny. First, Dick and Maryann arrived then Raven not long afterwards with Bailey. "We were shopping when you called," Bailey announced as Raven hurried to Lark's room. Joining her brother, Bailey tapped her foot and stared at the door. "How long will it take?" "Patience," Cooper muttered then returned to talking with Farah. Bailey changed seats, so she was next to me. "Don't be scared. Pixies are powerful creatures." Smiling softly, I took Bailey's hand and waited."
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babies
bailey
cooper
lark
muse
pixies
winnie
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Bijou Hunter |