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Facebook: I Just Can’t…

This is me being real. Just fair warning. I had to log off of Facebook last night and have Keith change my password. I am currently unaware of what my password is, and the only warning I gave was to my group of adoptive mom friends. I left them a message, because they are the… Continue reading Facebook: I Just Can’t…

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Indianapolis Monumental (half) Marathon

Today I did my third half-marathon. 13.1 miles. In rain. And sleet. But I was (am) well-trained this time. I knew what to eat the past few days (and what not to eat). I knew what to wear this morning, where to park to be close to the finish line, and how to mentally sustain… Continue reading Indianapolis Monumental (half) Marathon

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Forty Before Forty

I will be forty in three short years. Well, two years and some ten months. I turned 37 in August, and I see 40 sort of looming out there in my future. So I decided to create a list of 40 things I want to accomplish before I am 40. It may turn into before… Continue reading Forty Before Forty

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Totally Random Tuesday (Marathon Training Edition)

I am still training for a marathon. Yes, a full 26.2 miles. Because I am insane…crazy…out of control (that last phrase courtesy of Litte Man). It has been intense, and I have nine more weeks to go. My mom has been spending Friday nights so I can go to our group long runs on Saturdays… Continue reading Totally Random Tuesday (Marathon Training Edition)

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2012 Mini Marathon

Saturday I participated in the Indianapolis Mini Marathon. I signed up for it last November, and I have participated in it once before, in 2008. I was much better trained this year than in 2008, but extenuating circumstances caused me to complete it more slowly. But I finished. Friday night before the big event found… Continue reading 2012 Mini Marathon

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Getting Healthy

I have been attempting to get healthy. Healthier, actually, it’s not like I have been very ill or something. But I want to be healthy; I want to set a good example for my kiddo. Besides, isn’t it enough he’ll be the kid with the white mama…he doesn’t need to be the kid with the… Continue reading Getting Healthy

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Time Flies!!

Goodness it has been forever! Let’s see… Sleeping is improving, thank God. I think we have hit upon the right combo of medications and daily physical activity. Little Man takes (generic) Zantac (one dose about an hour before bed), a dose of (generic) claritin about thirty minutes after that, and a few doses of Hyland’s… Continue reading Time Flies!!

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A Rant about Sleep (or lack thereof…)

So my child has a sleep disorder. One that is not curable with therapies or surgeries or, really, medication. He has not slept through the night (8 completely uninterrupted, asleep hours) more than a handful of times in 26 months and 9 days. But who’s counting, right? I am. His tired mama. Who would like… Continue reading A Rant about Sleep (or lack thereof…)

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The One in Which I Throw a Pity Party

I’m going to whine; I am going to throw myself a pity party. Feel free to read and then throw your own party in the comments, or skip ahead straight to the comments and whine away. My husband has (undiagnosed because the doc won’t see him until tomorrow afternoon) influenza. I have had a weather… Continue reading The One in Which I Throw a Pity Party

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Mama’s a Germaphobe

Hello, my name is Rachel, and I am a germaphobe. And my germaphobia manifests itself in a very specific form: Emetophobia. Emetophobia: the fear of vomit and/or the fear of the act of vomiting. Specifically for me, it’s the fear of catching a stomach virus. “But Rachel,” I hear you saying, “nobody likes to vomit.”… Continue reading Mama’s a Germaphobe