| | recently someone told me "when it rains it really pours." i thought of that last night as i laid in bed pondering what kind of night lay in front of me. lately, things have been drastically different (not that i expected otherwise) but, it seems so long ago that i had any other focus than the baby. and now i can't even keep track of the hours, the days, or the weeks. yes, i've had my couple of weeks of the "baby blues" but still it seems that things keeps spiraling out of control. considering all the things i've given up to receive- i guess that's just the way it works.
it probably sounds like i'm just gloomily ranting about nothing- i am, but i've finally found a quiet moment and needed to relish in some much needed deep thinking.
on a different but sort of parallel topic, i've just begun the book "paris to the moon." it's a novel recalling the author move to paris and raising his son- metaphhorically comparing the two. a classmate of mine from columbia is moving to london with her two sets of twins, and lately all we've been ale to talk about is laundry and voltage adapters. having been to europe a handful of times, i've always noticed that laundry takes much longer there (when you're doing it yourslef as opposed to having the ritz concerige do it for you) and voltage adapters are such a bother since your hair inevitably is not going to respond to a hairdryer the same it would here... but could you imagine being only a train ride away from paris? a friend who has lived in london for years, is always telling me how she goes back and forth between berlin, london, paris, prague, and is just returning from spending three weeks in the cote d'azur- c'est la vie, no? i am emphatically jealous of her and her 10 month old son, who has a passport that would envy george W. always the dreamer, i use to envision how easy it would be to travel with child- but in all honesty- infants are not as "portable" as people say. andy and i considered packing up the car for a few days and traipsing to Georgetown to visit our friends for a few days for my birthday- but the idea of staying so far from our comfort zone (in case of a meltdown grandparents are very helpful), seems farcical, and though i so desperately would love to get out of the city, it seems
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