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Seven

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And just like that, today she is seven. Or will be, actually, at 1:55pm this afternoon. She was bummed when she learned she wasn’t technically seven yet. But we let her open her presents this morning anyway.

There are no words for how I feel about this kid. We had no idea what we were getting into that snowy March day back in 2009. But nearly every day since has been full of laughter, smiles and maybe some candy. She is full of love and energy and can whip up a scrumptious smoothie. She’s brave and adventurous, sometimes too much for her Mom to handle. She is compassionate and thoughtful and adores her rescue pup and her oversized goldfish.

So, thanks, kiddo. For being so amazing. And for making my days so much brighter. We love you!

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Holding on to Six

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In two days my daughter will turn seven. SEVEN. S.E.V.E.N! It sounds so old. It’s so far from preschooler or toddler or infant. She’s a solid grade-schooler if that’s even a term.

Just this morning I told a woman, “she’s just six.” Years past I would have said “almost six” or “four in three days.” But for some reason, that I’m too afraid to admit, I’m holding on to six.

Six is fun. It’s a fun word to say, with an x hanging on the end. Not many words use an X, and even fewer (yep, your mind went there, mine did too, but we’re talking about my daughter here), put most of their emphasis on that greatly underused consentant.

Hell, Six is even a fun word to look at. The contrast between the curvy S and the straight-laced, yet unexpectedly fun X? And the little I with it’s little dot. It’s just a fun word.

But seven? I’m not ready for seven. I’m not ready to visit the land of the tween, even if it’s just for quick moments. And I’m not ready to have a second-grader. But really, I’m not ready to say goodbye to six. To say goodbye to the baby that surprised me every day. The baby that asked to be held. The baby that I could bring with me wherever I went. The baby that I carried with me for 10 months.

Which is why, last night at 11:24 when she woke with a nightmare I didn’t even question her request. Of course you can sleep in our bed. Of course I’ll let me cuddle into my side, rest your head in my armpit, lay your hair across my face.

Those moments come far less often than they have in the past. I’m hanging on to every one of them. And for the next two days, I’m embracing six. And every unexpected surprise that comes with it. For 48 hours, I’m holding on to Six.

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I’m Over at Blogher

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A few weeks ago I saw a comment on a Facebook post looking for mothers who feel strongly about the danger of concussions in youth sports. As a hockey player and mother of a soccer/hockey player, I offered the other side of the conversation. About how Husband and I are not holding Daughter back from sports she loves because Something Might Happen.

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Well, Blogher responded. And I wrote something. Now it’s live. And I’m so excited. Enjoy!!

http://www.blogher.com/worth-risk-3

dream

43

Screen Shot 2015-07-26 at 4.10.56 PMToday I turn 43. 43? Where the hell did that come from? One day I was in my mid-twenties, the next I was 40. And now this? I am grateful that I can celebrate 43. And I am grateful that I was able to celebrate it by swimming a mile and then playing in the pool outside with my family. My mom told all her pool friends it was my birthday, and the daughter quickly followed it up with “She’s 43!”. Geez. It’s a tough crowd.

But I’m glad to say I decided to come back here. To this space. To some writing. I hope to make some changes here and be here more often. I’m happy when I’m here. And I hope you’re happy when I show up.

So, get outside, hug your family and enjoy.

JJN

Garden

Heart Plants

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“You have Heart Plants,” our young neighbor yelled from across the yard.

“Yes, we do. They’re called Bleeding Hearts.”

“They’re my favorite,” she declared.

“Mine too, kiddo. Mine too.”

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7/52

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I’m joining Erin for a year of 52 weeks.

This week you:

• are still trying to get rid of the cold… we all are

• spent a day at the Mall of America with Grandma & Grandpa – they looked exhausted

• made Bubble Valentines for your class and loved it

• discovered you like to dip carrots AND lettuce in honey (ick)

• went to the Science Museum with Daddy and loved every minute of it

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4/52 and 5/52

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Naturally, I got behind. We’re relisting the house soon and have been busy painting walls, moving furniture and accessorizing… more on that later.

But back to the kid. I’m joining Erin for a year of 52 weeks.

This week you:

• spent a couple nights with Grandma and Grandpa… and loved sledding down their hill

• spent a full day celebrating Bankie-bear’s birthday, we even baked a cake

• dressed up as a princess for Royalty day and rocked that gown

• played your first hockey game and loved every minute of it…. so did I!

 

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3/52

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I’m joining Erin for a year of 52 weeks.

This week you:

• went tubing down the big hill All. By. Yourself.  (that’s you at the top in the photo)

• passed the push back and forth with me at hockey practice

• used your “pleases” and “thank you’s” and “excuse mes” and “no, thank your” really well

• dragged me down a tube slide at the indoor playground again and again

• made an amazing come-from-behind victory again me at Chutes & Ladders

 

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Monday Monday

It’s Monday morning. The world thawed out this weekend and I’m pretty sure we even hit 40 degrees. There was a lot of hockey this weekend, a bit of sledding, lots of cooking, a rocking game of bowling and a bit too much wine. photo[2]So between soggy snow pants and a crock pot full of chunky tomato soup, I’d call it a good weekend.