The year so far

The year's been heady so far.
A new baby
A new home.
Losing the baby weight rapidly.
Back to work in 7 weeks.
A new neighborhood, longer commutes.
Eating marundu koulumbu day after day after day - this one isnt charming.

Well, 10 mins more commute isn’t much, and not having to cook is fun, but I just have to crib, so I do.

Nathan’s been an easy baby so far. It is a joy to see how Rebecca perceives and talks to Nathan.

Huge changes.

Mother of two kids, ha!
The other day, when someone asked me how are the children doing , I almost shot back – what children ? I only have one child.
No, no, no – I now have two.

People with two kids are supposed to responsible, in control, organized, apt jugglers - dropping a few balls, but overall doing it all.
Aren’t they the ones that are forever tired, forever hurrying, and grouchy? Either bragging or complaining about their kids.
Ouch!

I can see myself running after my kids. But I don’t feel any different.

Yet I know my life is in for a bigger swing.

Buying a home and then moving is a lot of work too.
Getting into those tasks within 3 weeks of giving birth is something else. Not a super feat, but I feel blessed to be able to do it.

We had a couple of surprises too – like stumbling into a much larger, better home than we hoped to.
Planned to buy just the bare basics for our home, and just in time, surprise - we got a good deal of furnishing to fill it.
Having a pity party for being excluded in the appreciated pool. And then getting included. How’s that for a surprise.
My brother diversifying his business has been another pleasant surprise. Whenever he ventures into a risk area, knowing how cautious he is, we all are. We like to think that he is predictable, yet he has pulled in a few big ones.
I feel great, and then bad news hits.
I cringe and I flinch.
Recurring cancer for a colleague.
This was supposed to be done with.
Yet it was returned and threatens to loom large now.
The words that come to my mind are - unfair. Insane. Rude joke. Thoughtlessness. Unthinkable. Why? Why? why ?
I have experienced the harshness of the disease just a few years back.
I am not ready for this.

A few thoughts of others

Fear is a question: What are you afraid of, and why ? Just as the seed of health is in illness, because illness contains information, your fears are a treasure house of self-knowledge if you explore them.- Marilyn Ferguson

Our friendship is like a bank account - growing in propotion to the amount of interest we pay.- B J Gallagher

The phrase "working mother" is redundant- Jane Sellman

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