Sunday, August 12, 2012

Like a Toothpick

Not my cat—who could forget this cat?!
Clearly, a month in between blog posts is unacceptable. UNacceptable, people. I get this. I feel this. And I do not care. I do not care about a lot of things lately, including but not limited to local primary politics, the Kardashians, Egypt (sorry—I’m sure it’s bad there), soccer, panna cotta, or Paul Ryan’s career path.

I do not feel depressed, post-partum or otherwise, nor do I feel super exhausted or busy or overwhelmed or all the other things I’m supposed to feel as a mom of a toddler and a newborn. It’s more like I feel, um, narrowed. Not in silhouette (if only!), but in focus and energy and attention. I care about my kids and my husband and our kids’ babysitter and my students and…um…the cat? When I remember to remember she exists?

I am not a very interesting conversationalist these days, least of all to myself, and what is blogging if not a form of conversing? I am a great listener (and reader), however, so talk on.

photo courtesy alvimann, morgueFile


  1. In an unrelated conversation, today my sister told me about a man who referred to the first 3 months of having a newborn and a toddler as "the 12 weeks of darkness." Apt, perhaps...

  2. I, for one, missed your blogging and somehow was not receiving notification that you posted. I was happy to read two new posts when I clicked over today :)
    I have been blog fodder poor myself lately. At least you have a baby to place the blame on.