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I'm Nadine. Thanks for stopping by. The floors are creaky, the kids are loud, but the door's always open and the coffee's always on.

Make yourself at home.

Parenthood: Two Tales of Exhaustion

This photo was not staged.


Matthew, who had been working from home that day, met me and Ursula at a coffee shop. (We were on our way home after a busy morning out and Ursula fell asleep in the stroller. Perfect opportunity for a coffee break.)

Matthew told me that he had just had an apple and some cheese for a snack and wasn't very hungry. So he didn't order a cookie.

When we arrived home an hour later, an apple and a slice of cheese — totally untouched — were sitting on the kitchen counter.

He wasn't hungry because he thought he had had a snack.


Tonight at the dinner table, Matthew asked me to get a knife for the butter. I did — and then handed the knife TO OUR BABY.


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