My husband and I moved to California with lofty expectations for our son's seasonal allergies and asthma. We moved to New York City before he had shown any signs or symptoms of either, so naturally we attributed his reactions to the environment. We began Jack...
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When we learned about Jack's asthma and seasonal allergies a couple of years ago, our lives truly turned inside out. Being that it's such a temperamental disease, taking the necessary precautions was the only way to rule out irritants. We knew that the pollen in...
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The spring after we moved to New York City proved to be the first in several major parental learning curves. Jack started coughing one day and eventually it got so bad (up all night, vomiting, etc.) that we needed a nebulizer at home for daily...
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The last few days have been less than pleasant. Jack's birthday weekend started on Friday morning when my mom arrived on a red eye from San Jose. We cooked and talked and reminisced about when Jack was first born and how nearly undeniably perfect he...
ReadI carried Jack in in a sling to his first big outing, a birthday party for his Grandfather's 50th. He was 5 months old, and wearing a perfectly clean, beautiful little outfit that I had picked out for him shortly before he was born. I...
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That phrase was actually from a propaganda poster produced by the British government in 1939 during the beginning of World War II. It's now on one of my coffee mugs and my most recent mantra. Motherhood has many layers. When my son was born, I discovered...
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