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Have something to say? Don’t want your mother, sister, best friend, internet stalker to know? Don’t post it on your own blog, post it at ÝAnonymous - The place to blog anonymously.

I’m too much of an exhibitionist to post there. I’d end up linking to my own post in some really lame way and y’all would figure out it was me anyway.

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Did you know?

I didn’t know. The victims and their families are in my prayers.

Thanks to Beatriz, who not only has a beautiful blog but apparently actually keeps track of the news.

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God’s intentions

Blogger theology. The following Google search results were brought to you buy insomnia, coming soon to a bedroom near you. If God…

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Anti-Barbie

Living Dead Dolls - The Official Website

Not quite the thing for your friendly neighborhood 3-year old but maybe for her mama.

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Get out your hankies

The irrevocable moment in becoming a parent is not the moment you conceive your child; it’s the moment you conceive of her. Maybe in your mind she looks partly like you and partly like your husband. Maybe she looks partly like you and partly like some handsome, genius sperm-bank stranger. Maybe she is coffee brown and Peruvian; you are albumen white and Swedish. Maybe she is a he. But whatever your idea of your child, once you have it, once you have thought of her as yours (which may happen ten years before she’s born, or four months into your pregnancy, or six weeks after you meet her), nothing can stop you from wanting her. And only some terrible force outside of your control will prevent you from having her. You will run through icy winds for her. You will leave your wife for her. You will quit your job for her, take two jobs for her. You will lie slant, almost upside down, for forty-eight hours so she can be born two fewer days premature. You will let your bones crack apart for her. If the adoption agency says you are too old to adopt her, you will find another agency. If the first in vitro insemination fails to produce her, you will shoot hormones into your butt for another month. And if you miscarry, your child has died. If the birth mother changes her mind, your child has been torn from you.
–from “Heedless Love” by Barbara Jones, from the book Wanting a Child edited by Jill Bialosky and Helen Schulman

The emptiness of the child I do not yet have is as real as the presence of Noah in my life. By the way, my Myria column up now is about infertility.

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