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Communication, Unlocked

February 3, 2015July 2, 2015 by koji

If you have children, then you know how magical it is when you can actually start communicating with them. I didn’t, until the other day. It is true that Peatuk has slowly been gaining communication…

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The Thrill of the Chase

January 26, 2015July 2, 2015 by koji

Peatuk’s favorite game these days is a very simple form of, “chase.” Tag. Gotcha. He loves when either me or his father threaten to “get him,” and then gleefully grab him and pick him up,…

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When a Cyclothymic Girl Can’t Be Depressed

January 9, 2015July 2, 2015 by koji

While I was pregnant with Peatuk, I secretly passed the hours researching postpartum depression and, even more secretly, postpartum psychosis. Deep down, a part of me was terrified that I would snap under the pressure…

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Tender Is The Night

January 5, 2015July 2, 2015 by koji

I can’t really remember when I decided I needed to read some Fitzgerald. It was probably in a cafe, thinking about Paris. With my life over the past 5 years, it might have been in…

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Goodbye, 2014!

December 31, 2014July 2, 2015 by koji

2014. I birthed a son. I watched him grow from squirming, weird infant to awesome, curious, nearly walking toddler. What could be better than that? What could sour that perfection? Now that I feel like…

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Fairtrade, Consumerism, and Buying Local

December 29, 2014July 2, 2015 by koji

Two years ago, while I was in Turkey, I was taking a class on social resistance. It was a bit too anarchist for my taste (Did I really just say that!?!), but there were a…

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Be Nice To Mothers

December 24, 2014July 2, 2015 by koji

I will admit that before I became a mother, I was one of the judgmental ones. I liked to think that I wasn’t. Honestly, I thought I didn’t care about what mothers did because I…

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Gabrovo

December 16, 2014July 2, 2015 by koji

It is official. Really official, seeing how we have internet in our new place… We have moved to Gabrovo, Bulgaria. For those of you not from Bulgaria: Gabrovo is a long (23km), thin city in…

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9 Months Is Apparently the Golden Age

December 3, 2014July 2, 2015 by koji

The past month and a half have been incredible parenting months. Peatuk is 9.5 months right now, and he is amazing. I mean, downright charming. I mean, heart-meltingly adorable. Yeah, he is that good right…

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Hovering Positive

November 20, 2014July 2, 2015 by koji

Lately I have been complaining about this stasis that I feel. I used to be extremely mobile, and with that mobility came passion and vibrance. But for the past year, despite the amazing joys of…

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