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Archive for May, 2007

I just read a post over at Karen Road Chronicles that got me thinking.
I’m not an anti-Western medicine kind of a person. I am married to a nurse for crying out loud. But when I was about 6 weeks pregnant, I started to bleed. I didn’t think it was a big deal, but when I [...]

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I had to take a little break after my last few posts, but I’m back now.
I took childbirth and breast feeding classes from a local maternity center here in Boston. Once you have the baby, they have all sorts of activities you can go to.
They sent me their summer list, and they had a “Child [...]

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When I was a little girl, the grown ups would tell me stories about my family. One day, it was we were descended from Irish Royalty, the next day, we were actually Native Americans.
I have since found out that the We are descended from Kings is a common lie that Irish American families tell. I [...]

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My neighborhood

I love our daycare provider. She is very sensitive to the children, and really attends to their needs. I feel my son is totally safe with her both physically and emotionally.
She is a big townie, and still lives in the house she grew up in. She used to be a marine. 
We were talking one day [...]

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Mi Padre

When I called last Christmas, he asked me how it was in New York. I told him I didn’t know, I have never lived there. My sister lives there, and I think he was confusing us. 
He then wondered why I had called. 
“It’s Christmas,” I said.
“Oh, it’s Christmas,” he mumbled.
 Too many years of hard drinking and [...]

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Mi Madre

So what to make of my mother’s life? She left an abusive situation, separated herself from her family, only to find herself in another violent home.
It makes me sad when I think about it, especially since I know it’s the story of so many women.
I think about my mother’s life differently now. Learning about her [...]

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This all leads to more questions. Which uncle abused her? And was he being abused? By whom?
I think I am making a correct assumption that he must have been abused in order to do something like this.
I had a therapist at the time all of this was playing out. He pointed out that most likely, [...]

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What I know

After my grandmother had died, my aunt called me to tell me that she had told my sister something important. She said that I should call her. It was about Christmas time, and I was going to spend it with my sister in San Francisco. So I waited until we were in the taxi out [...]

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Warning

Rhea wrote: It must have been really hard to hear your mother was abused by family members and to learn about that only after she died. 
I’ve decided to answer Rhea’s observation, so I feel the need to warn you, I think this blog is going to take a dark turn. 
So first, a conversation I had [...]

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This mother’s day I am thinking a lot of my maternal grandmother, Dorothy. She died a few years after my mother.
I didn’t see very much of my mother’s family growing up. I later learned that she separated herself from them because of the profound abuse she experienced in childhood. But I didn’t know this until [...]

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