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Nothing like naked skylight time first thing in the morning, especially having the spent the previous night away from home.
He hates having a wet/dirty diaper, and it’s hilarious to watch his mood improve over the course of a diaper change. Of course, he seems to enjoy stopping halfway through and just hanging out in the nude. Wait ’til next summer, I tell him. You’ll probably spend most of it mostly naked in the ocean!

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Mark had another day off due to hurricane power outages, so we made it a lazy one. The little man didn’t mind at all getting to spend all day with his mama, his dad, AND his Nonni (not pictured, obviously)…

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Hurricane Sandy.
Mark had no school, so we all spent the day at home, making pumpkin spice custard and whole wheat tortillas to go with our leftover chili. But at 3:30 the power flickered out and didn’t come back. No word from Duxbury schools by five o’clock, so we relocated to Mark’s mom’s house.
The little man doesn’t seem to mind. The wind on his face when moving in and out of the car? The thundering of rain and wind on the windows? He just takes it all in, bright eyed, listening, watching. His first hurricane.

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I pity the fool…

I wonder,

will you be a fighter? Like your father

will you fear peace when first you find it?

Will you fear that it will steal some vital edge,

some angle to your soul that always

allowed you to strike first, strike back,

strike harder and survive. How will you hold

your shoulders, set your eyes, and stand?

I wonder, what will you see

when you see me smile to sing or swing

your mother in my arms. A gentle man

or muscles so long so tense finally found, unbound,

in release.

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Saturday morning means Mama got to shower, make breakfast, clean dishes, and do laundry while Dad took care of the little man. (yes, as the mama, that’s what i wanted to do!). I came down from my shower to find Thomas strapped to Mark for the first time – apparently, I was told, it’s difficult to attack woodpeckers with a slingshot if you can’t use both hands. And, it seems, boots are also required.

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We’ve been busy. The past two days have involved the grocery store, brunch out with family, the library, the post office, walks on the beach and in the neighborhood, not to mention laundry and baking and scheduling a check-up & hearing test (for him) and eye exam (for me), all for next month.

But today I was emailed my first proofreading assignment since his birth. Real work! That uses my degree! I haven’t done non-mother/wife work in five and a half weeks (not that I’ve been counting…).
I’m very happy to be home with you, I told Thomas, but Mama needs real world work or she’ll go absolutely stir crazy.
I laid him down beside me – and he obviously wanted to show his support by cheering me on in his sleep.

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A month old.
Everyone tells me he looks like such a little boy already. He came out looking masculine (except for the gorgeous curvy lips, and the decadent eyelashes…). Some babies, they say, are pretty androgynous, but his features scream “male!”
I wonder if he’ll be “all boy,” as they say, or one of the quieter, book-worm-y types. As most of you know, Mark has tales of exploits from his childhood that involve him and his siblings falling, jumping, bleeding, breaking. But the he now has a quieter nature that balances out all of that action. And I was never what one might call “rambunctious.”
Maybe he’ll be a balance? Maybe I’ll be just as likely to find him curled up with a book as I will to find him building mud forts on the pond that we walked by today. That sounds about right…

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