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Dispatches from the Iceberg

Dispatches from the Iceberg. Sunday, December 31, 2017. Year in Review 2017. I dont type my thoughts into an internet machine anymore, but, for auld langs syne, here are some things I learned in 2017. 1 Watching the birth of your second child is in no way less profound or beautiful or terrifying than watching the birth of your first child. 2 Our local hospital in suburban NoVa is considerably more comfortable and welcoming than Georgetown was. 8 Tragedy is always waiting. Heres hoping Leah Altman.
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Dispatches from the Iceberg. Sunday, December 31, 2017. Year in Review 2017. I dont type my thoughts into an internet machine anymore, but, for auld langs syne, here are some things I learned in 2017. 1 Watching the birth of your second child is in no way less profound or beautiful or terrifying than watching the birth of your first child. 2 Our local hospital in suburban NoVa is considerably more comfortable and welcoming than Georgetown was. 8 Tragedy is always waiting. Heres hoping Leah Altman.

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