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	<title>Motherhood is Not for Wimps</title>
	<link>http://damomma.com</link>
	<description>No answers.  Just stories.</description>
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		<title>Yeah, but &#8230; huh?</title>
		<description>"Momma, Ren broke her promise to me."

I look up from the laptop.  They are standing in the bedroom door.  Mare looks righteous.  Ren looks happy to be out of bed.

I decide to take a pass on the fact they're supposed to be asleep.

"Ren," I say, "did you ...</description>
		<link>http://damomma.com/2008/07/22/yeah-but-huh</link>
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		<title>Recovery</title>
		<description>The fever is broken.  My face is still half-mini-paralyzed, but I am learning to talk with it and so grateful that generally otherwise, I feel improved.

I'm sleeping in the cool dark bedroom.  Not-sleeping.  Watching A&E's Intervention .

When I first started watching this show, it felt voyeuristic, sick. ...</description>
		<link>http://damomma.com/2008/07/21/recovery</link>
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		<title>Crooked Grin Destiny</title>
		<description>I found the doctor's approach infuriating.  

I am sure they taught him this in med school -- and he has delivered far worse news to others than he currently is delivering to me, so obviously he's the pro.  But I don't want to be managed.  I want ...</description>
		<link>http://damomma.com/2008/07/20/crooked-grin-destiny</link>
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		<title>Sometimes the universe chucks me one</title>
		<description>We're an hour late to camp.

And Mare is not in her pajamas.

I WAS SO FREAKING PROUD TO GET HER DRESSED. She's in a totally acceptable outfit -- skirt, sparkly clogs, peasant shirt. And it's all clean (to which we credit Cute Husband. I don't do laundry when my spine has ...</description>
		<link>http://damomma.com/2008/07/18/sometimes-the-universe-chucks-me-one</link>
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		<title>Because if you haven&#8217;t got your health &#8230;</title>
		<description>I am standing in the new condominium Cute Husband and I purchased.  It is dark hardwood, gothic, with several levels, draped in fuchsia velvet, with a small, yellow kitchen.

A tiny Chinese woman sits on a bench with a lapful of towels.  Water is running down the walls, soaking ...</description>
		<link>http://damomma.com/2008/07/16/because-if-you-havent-got-your-health</link>
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		<title>A new sister move</title>
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		<link>http://damomma.com/2008/07/15/a-new-sister-move</link>
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		<title>Viewfinder</title>
		<description>My first real camera was a Pentax K-1000.  I shot Kodak T-max black-and-white film, switching to Tri-X later because that's what everyone else was doing, even though I always thought the T-max was better.

I had a terrible habit of putting my hands in the chemicals when I was developing ...</description>
		<link>http://damomma.com/2008/07/04/viewfinder</link>
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		<title>Colorado</title>
		<description>

The Broadmoor -- it just calls for a lady in a hat, don't you think?

  

Never let a hat hold you back.



... or, like, all logic and reason and the fact you're only two feet tall.



And always share your hat with your sister.  Especially when it goes so ...</description>
		<link>http://damomma.com/2008/07/02/colorado</link>
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		<title>Just stick a roller in my hair and drop a cigarette from the corner of my mouth</title>
		<description>"Helloooooo!!  Our Momma's upstairs sleep'n."

"Hey, can you get her for me?"

My head perks up.  I haven't slept well the past couple of nights due to a pinched nerve in my shoulder.  It's almost 10 a.m.. and I've been dozing off and on while the kids watch Noggin ...</description>
		<link>http://damomma.com/2008/07/01/electric</link>
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		<title>Spanking is for wimps</title>
		<description>I came downstairs this morning to find both children awake, watching Noggin.  

There was a gigantic pink-white-purple swirled paint puddle dripping from the art table,  smeared along the floor in a trail to the bathroom.  Siwrly paint covered the bathroom floor, the cabinet, the toilet.  There ...</description>
		<link>http://damomma.com/2008/06/30/spanking-is-for-wimps</link>
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