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Dear Jack,

I clearly remember the morning I went into labor with Amelia. I got up, took a shower shaved my legs, and changed my voice mail telling the world that I was going to be a mom. Dad and I were in the garage and just before we got in the car to go to the hospital, I turned to him and said, “Chip, this is the last time we will be alone as a couple for a long time.” A…

Countdown to Bama- 14 days

As mothers, we view and live life in phases. Hindsight is indeed 20/20 but foresight does not exactly exist. You must be in the moment and live it so here is where I have been and where I am going: Conception- when you and your significant other decide it is time to have a family. Control, fear, and anxiety are front and center. When you go through fertility treatment, it is all consuming. You work through all the shots, pills,…

Countdown to Bama

Jack, my “baby” will be attending the University of Alabama in 23 days, 11 hours, and 30 minutes (as of the writing of this post). I am now referring to that day as Black Thursday. Yes, I know, I went through this with Amelia three years ago but here are a few of the differentiating factors: Amelia is a girl. (need I say more?) Rochester is 3 hours and 20 minutes (215.1 miles) away from home and Tuscaloosa is 17…

Bamaly- is that even a word?

Oh yes, it is, and I am living proof that it is so much more than that. Bamaly is a state of mind, a feeling, a group of diverse people sharing one main common bond- The University of Alabama. My son Jack will be a freshman this fall at Alabama and henceforth our automatic membership into the Bamaly. On Sunday, Jack was Bama Bound for orientation. Living in upstate New York, flights can be limited, and his trip took him…

Here’s how a mother’s mind works.

Maybe it’s just me. Maybe it’s just being a mother.  Maybe dads think like this too? I don’t know. This morning Jack received an award from the social studies department at school.  I watched him walk in and take his seat among the other recipients.  He looked older, somewhat wiser and ready to move on to college in the fall. I, however, am not quite ready yet. I am sure that all parents feel this way right before their children…