By Nathan Coker
In Center Block
May 1st, 2018
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by Meredith McKinnie When I was only eight weeks old, I contracted vicoli e coli. I had only been at the nursery for two weeks. A little boy there was a carrier but showed no symptoms. My mom knew something was wrong; my coloring was off; and the doctors insisted it was Mom’s little poodle, Heidi, [&...
By Nathan Coker
In Meredith's Musings
Mar 28th, 2018
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By Meredith McKinnie My best friend since ninth grade was holding my hand during the contractions. It wasn’t dramatic, more like moderate menstrual cramps. The moving chart showing the intensity of each contraction was more daunting than the tightening in my stomach. Lea more or less distracted me wi...
By Nathan Coker
In Center Block
Feb 27th, 2018
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article by Meredith McKinnie I ’ve had my first and last name for 35 years now. They’re both unique, and I like that. They both start with an “M.” I love alliteration, something my mother no doubt happened upon, completely unplanned. The women in my family, most have no middle names, a blank space co...
By Katie Sloan
In Meredith's Musings
Jan 31st, 2018
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Article by Meredith McKinnie I was only 35 weeks and 3 days. It was 3:45 in the morning, and I was sliding out of bed to head to the bathroom for the 22nd time that evening when I noticed a trail across the sheets. Could I not hold it? How embarrassing. After a bath to clean […]...
By Katie Sloan
In Meredith's Musings
Jan 8th, 2018
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Article by Meredith McKinnie I’ll be honest; pregnancy itself was not something I looked forward to. My mom had always insisted she hated it; it was a means to an end. Perhaps her blatant honesty about the condition had something to do with my waiting until the “geriatric” age of 35 before trying to ...
By Katie Sloan
In Meredith's Musings
Nov 30th, 2017
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by Meredith McKinnie Christmas is in a few weeks, and it will be my daughter’s first one. She’s only 3 months old now, and completely oblivious to the season. She’s aware of the nip in the air, as she grips her fingers and toes tight when I take her out on a cold day. She’s […]...
By Katie Sloan
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Oct 30th, 2017
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I woke up yesterday morning to a text from my girlfriend. “Um…so, my boyfriend told me I’ve gained weight, he seems concerned and I don’t know what to do with that.” My eyes were still adjusting to the bright light of my phone, and I reread the text three times to be sure I understood. I [&hell...
By Katie Sloan
In Meredith's Musings
Sep 25th, 2017
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Article by Meredith McKinnie W e’ll call her Corinne. She’s a wife, a mother, a giver, a human soul going through the motions, blinded by failure, but encouraged by hope. Eight months ago she filed for divorce from her husband of nine years and 11 months. One month shy of 10 years. As if that extra [...
By Katie Sloan
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Jul 31st, 2017
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I was in a lecture the other day on privilege. I committed this past semester at school to creating lectures and organizing speakers around the topic. My thought process was: we always hear about oppression, to the point the unaffected roll their eyes. How do we get them to listen, many for the first...
By Katie Sloan
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Jul 10th, 2017
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article by Meredith McKinnie I loathe the question, “When are you having kids?” I regret that it’s common, accepted, reflex even. It usually escapes the mouth of someone older, as if said stranger is making a homemade timeline of my life and needs that checked off today. My grandmother used to say it...
