Saturday, September 08, 2007

Mother of the Year

Another Mother of the Year Award down the drain...

New blogs returning September 17, 2007.

Thursday, July 26, 2007

Slow Invasion

I miss my baby today. My energy was so erratic this morning and it drew you to me like a magnet. You clung to my legs as if to say you knew this. was. it. As I backed out the door waving, the tiny art and toys that filled your classroom snagged my heart with a million tiny pulls and it hurt to leave you. It hurt to leave you at 7:34 a.m.

Just like Mommy, you are the first to arrive and the last to leave. "What have I got to prove?" I wondered as I signed you in after seeing that no other child put in the kind of hours you do. Who are we trying to impress?

One day when you are faced with the choice between fishing cheddar goldfish out of the VCR or drafting pleadings in dissolution matters, I hope you will laugh and tell me how easily the answer came to you. And if you find yourself sitting in a cubicle, handwriting a letter to your baby who is still too small to read, who is (as you write) asleep on a mat 6.1 miles from where you are, who just so happens to think that every inch of you and anything that you conceive is perfection - sigh.

Take a deep breath Coco, and know that today, this day above others, you ruled my heart and invaded my every move. This is life. Welcome. Welcome to having the sense to write these things down. Welcome to the capacity to love so much. Welcome to the patience it takes to see things through. See you soon.

Friday, February 09, 2007


Since my bunionectomy/osteotomy two weeks ago I have been in a cast up to my knee. I went into the doc yesterday to have the cast removed so he could get a look at my foot (I forgot the camera!!) and I left with a slipper cast that only comes up to my ankle. I can't bear any weight on my right foot for another 4 weeks - daunting I know. I am sure you are wondering how I get through the days. Well, I balance my daughter on my lap in the wheelchair or let her chase me as I hobble on the crutches, but on a deeper level I thought you might like to see my driving force. I introduce to you...


Dan also drew some of Cohen's toys and stuff from her books on my cast. While he is concerned that I have compromised his integrity as an artist I assured him that no one will focus on his drawing once they start making fun of how huge my foot is.