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At seven weeks, Ben was thriving; nursing constantly through a growth spurt, alert and interested in the world, smiling at his dad and me. He had just gotten control of his hands and we laughed as we watched him wrap one hand around the other and, brow furrowed in concentration, push it into his mouth. Self-soothing! we...

Though it is now officially known as Veteran's Day, I prefer to call this day of remembrance by its original and much more poetic title: Armistice Day.
 
This morning I woke, made some good, strong coffee and sat in front of the television with my husband, both of us too young to have ever feared a draft. We...

In 1988, Soha Bechara bought some Jane Fonda workout tapes in preparation for her new job as personal aerobics instructor to the wife of Antoine Lahad, chief of militia in charge of Israeli-occupied southern Lebanon, a job Bechara took with the clandestine intention of assassinating her boss's husband. The image of this...

There is a thin layer of dirt on my car--not a detail that four years ago I would have noticed. But today I have to work hard to not think about it, to resist taking a hose and getting it off. It isn't my child, after all, with a layer of dirt and germs on his hands and face that could spread to his mouth that could spread...

With all the media and political talking heads yakking about teen, unwed, or single mothers these days, I have a wake up call for everybody...
 
I have been a teen mother. I have lived with a man just to keep my baby. I graduated from a high school for teen mothers. I have been a single mother for eight years. I...

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