I know our kid is destined to be quite French.  Other than his dad being French, we live in France.  His friends will, most likely, be French.  He may even end up smoking gauloises in his teenage rebellious years, much to his mother’s dismay.  I even played a role in the acquisition of his first beret […]

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I thought it was all getting better.  Easier.  David had been repeatedly telling me that it would get better, it would get easier, for months now.  It had become my mantra.  It will get better.  It will get easier.  I found myself saying it through my clenched teeth during those really difficult moments.
Then it happened.  […]

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As of yesterday, Liam is a whopping three months young.  Is it getting any easier?  “Yes” would be a lie.
 This isn’t to say it’s getting harder either.  Rather, I think I have completely given up any and all expectations.  Just because he can sleep through until six am, as he has proven before, doesn’t mean […]

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Two and a half weeks ago, on a Saturday afternoon, Liam had his first fever.  However, giving him medicine brought it down, so we waited it out and things seemed to pass.  I went and saw the pediatrician that Monday as he still seemed a bit off — I mean, he was sleeping!  He took […]

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