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Guess Who

June 30, 2010 – 10:30 pm

The first one is Sophie. The second one? Owen. “A sister is both your mirror—and your opposite.” —Elizabeth Fishel

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Our New House

June 29, 2010 – 9:32 pm

Today we did the final walk-through of what will be our new house, as of tomorrow. The last time I saw it, I was on bed rest, and if you asked my doctor she probably would have said I wasn’t supposed to be walking at all, much less through houses. Andy and I tend to […]

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Bringing Home James

June 27, 2010 – 11:37 pm

June 4 Andy called me from the NICU (he often visited James on his lunch break) with good, surprising news—James was ready to come home. We had thought he needed to be 4 pounds to be allowed home—but he was close and the NICU doctors determined our little warrior was ready. Here Andy’s giving James […]

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Owen’s First (at Home) Bath

June 27, 2010 – 11:31 pm

Sophie was so excited to help us with Owen’s first at-home bath. She eagerly gathered a hooded towel, washcloth and baby wash. Owen did pretty well. Sophie kept telling him not to cry and was very concerned that he’d roll his head into the water. (She hates when water gets in her eyes.) Nice and […]

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Owen’s First Swing Ride

June 27, 2010 – 11:26 pm

“But Fidgety PhilHe won’t sit still;He wrigglesAnd giggles,and then, I declare,Swings backwards and forwards,And tilts up his chair.” —Heinrich Hoffman

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Sophie and Rashmi

June 27, 2010 – 11:20 pm

My good friend Shruti also was in town Memorial Day weekend so she, her husband Arun and their daughter Rashmi, along with my good friend Aimee and her husband Jon stopped by to meet Owen. Sophie and Rashmi enjoyed a tea party (or bowls of applesauce) … and pushing strollers around. I so wish they […]

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Sisterly Love

June 27, 2010 – 10:59 pm

Sophie holding Owen for the first time “Is solace anywhere more comforting than in the arms of a sister.” —Alice Walker

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Three Siblings

June 27, 2010 – 7:05 pm

Memorial Day weekend Katy and Tom visited from North Carolina, and Kyle visited from New York. It’s rare for all of us to be together outside of a holiday. I love that there were three of us growing up, and now I have three of my own—and for one weekend, we were all together (with […]

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Our Little Warrior

June 20, 2010 – 11:21 pm

We chose the middle name Orion for several reasons. We love stars. We liked how it sounded. Like Oscar and Olivia, it starts with O. Little did we know, though, how fitting it would be. Orion often is depicted as a hunter and warrior. James was very much a warrior in the NICU. Daily he […]

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Bringing Home Owen

June 20, 2010 – 11:18 pm

We had so hoped Sophie would have been able to meet her brothers in the NICU, but she battled a virus too long—so in the meantime, pictures on the computer had to do. But finally Owen was able to come home, Thursday, May 27. He weighed X. Here’s our last picture of Owen and James […]

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    My favorite orphan/pickpocket had dress rehearsal and parent night tonight, which is the night we can take pictures. It’s tech week. She’s had 26 hours of rehearsal since Sunday. So much hard work went into this and the kids did it all, including an amazing crew that built the set, made the costumes, advertised, did makeup and hair ... they have six shows in the next four days and Sophie is loving it. Tonight she said the people involved is the nicest group of people she’s ever met. Thankful for all the directors, teachers, high schoolers and parent volunteers who have dedicated so much time to this. We’re new to the world of theatre (aside from attending) and so thankful Sophie’s had such a great first experience. Celebrated my Grandma’s 86th birthday today ❤️ I feel like this image is such a great representation of life. (It’s also Frank Stella from MoMA, one of my Christmas gifts to Andy. He finished it today. One piece was missing. He has yet to finish a full puzzle in this house. There is always one piece missing. We’ve lived here 9 years. He blames the kids and pets. I blame the ghosts.) 🧡 Spent today looking at similar cheekbones across generations. My grandma made soup (even though I told her not to cook, I’d bring something), insisted on another dip of ice cream, and when I left said, when talking about memories, “you’ll always have today.” I will. This dreary Wednesday has been made much better by these gold velvet shoes with peacocks embroidered on them, which were delivered today. (James is appalled.) Although the West Hollywood Bodhi Bookstore closed in 2010 after more than 40 years in business, they’ve maintained an online commercial presence. That, too, is sadly ending (they’re having a huge sale if you’re in need of some smudge sticks or books on enlightenment). I bought some stones for the hell of it (Andy’s been surprisingly nonjudgmental about this). This particular one is supposed to “heighten mental clarity and stability in otherwise chaotic situations.” Between that one and my pocketed sodalite (also known as the poet’s stone it’s said to “ease communication and self-expression”) and nightly cappuccinos lovingly made by Drew, I am almost done with the big part of Honest Labour, a book I am super passionate about but have failed to finish editing for several years due to other work, children and life (procrastination is made easier when the author is dead). Maybe once done I can switch to my new yellow aventurine stone, which apparently will help me foster ease and balance. And then my yellow tiger eye stone as I move forward with “passion and determination” to convince y’all to buy it (seriously, it’s a book of essays—even non-woodworkers will love it). [Edit to add Andy just came up here to ask about James who can’t sleep, and I said not to worry, I gave him a stone to help. He’s now being judgmental about the stones. 🤣🧘‍♀️) That kid in the middle in the white scored a couple baskets today ... My own family regularly baffles me. Five people live in this house. I love age 9. But sometimes, especially when I’m working late at night, I look at this picture on my desk and I have this deep, primal urge to scoop those babies up and hold them to my chest. And it hurts. This picture is so accurate, in every way. The outfits, the expressions, Owen’s split ear (thankful for the dear friend at our party who also is an emergency medicine PA). This last decade has been kid-heavy, for which I’m deeply grateful. There has been great joy. Also, deep sorrow. But we’re not special. No one walks through time without scars. I’ve lived long enough to now know that sometimes the truths of the matter are the hardest to bear. And maybe it’s my background in journalism but I will always seek and desire those truths, no matter how hard. For they, along with all we share so publicly, is the makeup of life, real life. Smiles and split ears. All of it. Tonight I gave out many kisses, sad but mostly happy, knowing we get to turn several timeline pages—a year, a decade, 20 years. Today’s strong winds did not go unnoticed. Cheers ❤️ WinterFest Gebhart family Christmas ❤️ Cincinnati Ballet’s The Nutcracker in beautiful Music Hall where we were so impressed with Sophie’s good friend Morgan (a party boy) and James’s classmate Madeline (a cupcake). Dinner in OTR followed. It was a melting of both sides of the family—as my family arrives, Andy’s departs and we have more Christmas to come. Christmas Eve / Christmas morning / Uhl family Christmas ❤️ Santa ❤️ Merry Christmas ❤️ Christmas cookies, a tradition since Lizz and Andy were kids. They take almost all day to make, and when you join the family you have to work up to being allowed to ice—three flavors always: lemon, orange and almond. (I was a sprinkler for awhile.) These were Marty’s favorite cookie and every year he spent hours on the dough, cutting and baking. Andy took over last year. He said it was hard. It still is. But the cookies, and tradition, is still sweet. Bittersweet, I suppose, best describes it. Nonpareils everywhere (and plenty in the kids’ mouths).
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