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We made it to Freetown!

The trip to Freetown was not as difficult and harrowing as expected. On all three legs of the trip (DC -> Brussels, Brussels -> Lungi Airport, Lungi Airport -> Freetown), people were incredibly understanding and helpful about the baby. As someone whose friends are largely child-free by choice at this point in my life, it’s easy to forget that most of the world are parents. And parents understand how frustrating...

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On Freetown and well meaning State Department employees

Please stop saying, “I’m sorry,” when I say that I’m going to Freetown. Bertrand and I are thrilled for many reasons, among them the fact that, of the many challenges offered by the Foreign Service, the challenges that we’ll face in Freetown are among those we are very familiar with. Power? Water? Lack of availability of Western goods? Corruption? Cultural differences? Income inequalities? No roads? Flooded out roads? Does this...

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Good-bye, January, hello February!

We’ve narrowed down Jasmine’s food allergies. She’s allergic to dairy and soy, two things that are really hard to avoid here in the States, but will not be at all hard to avoid in Freetown. Everything has a way of working out. I’ve also figured out a blogging schedule. That is, I’ve figured out where I’m going to find time to blog, and it is getting up ass early in...

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WIAW: sleep deprivation edition

Yesterday was rough. Fun, but rough. Also, avoiding everything on the list of stuff Jasmine may or may not be sensative to has been less than fun. Lucky for everyone, I am pretty damn creative. For breakfast, I crumbled turkey sausage on top of half of a leftover sweet potato, then drizzled delicious fake maple syrup over it. Lunch was ham, fake mashed potatoes made w/ olive oil and water...

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2012 goals: Keep it simple, stupid!

Happy New Year! I have been utterly consumed by friends and family over the last few days. It has been wonderful! Also wonderful, I finally got a chance to sit down and answer emails yesterday. If Baby J sleeps for a few more hours this morning, I’ll do the same today. Yes, it’s a major accomplishment for me to get caught up on email. Don’t hate. I’m also getting started...

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On (not calorie) restricted eating, for a good cause

I’m only going to talk about the baby on Thursdays. One day a week. That’s my New Year’s Blogging Resolution, and I’m sticking to it. Except that having a baby has affected every part of my life, and sometimes it’s damn hard to talk about anything else without talking about her. Like food. Baby J* has a food intolerence, an intolerence that gives her crazy-ass gas and sometimes diarrhea. Brand...

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Happy one week birthday, Jasmine!

Jasmine’s a week old today! After a rough start, she’s now thriving. Briefly, after a week of irregular, painful contractions that weren’t bringing me any closer to active labor, I asked my doctor if we could induce. Once the pitocin was introduced, my doctor discovered complications that meant that a vaginal birth would be very bad for the baby, and WAM BAM THANK YOU MA’AM, an hour later, the cesarean...

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Day 3 of not-labor

Apparently, there is “pre” labor, “active” labor, but also “false” labor. By anything but “active,” my doctor means, “incredibly painful contractions that aren’t quite close enough to merit a visit to the hospital.” Today is Day 3 of regular contractions that aren’t actually getting me anywhere. 1 out of every 10 minutes is spent in agony as my gut clenches and gets ready to push the baby out. 9 of...

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I <3 consumerism and Happy Thanksgiving!

Oh, consumerism. YOU WON, GODDAMMIT. All these months of railing against Americans and their STUFF and how I WOULD NOT EVER become like THOSE PEOPLE, and what’s the first thing I did on Thanksgiving morning? Hopped online to order the last of the electronics we’re taking to Freetown with us. Damn. Damn. Damn. I’m taking Bertrand out for Black Friday tonight at midnight. I know, I know, I know. Real...