August 14, 2015 – 5:29 pm
This was me. Ten years ago, tomorrow. Ten days overdue. Fatigue and cranky level = super high. And then I watched Raging Bull and began counting time between contractions and then pausing the movie to breathe through them. And then a mostly teeny, tiny Caillou-bald third baby, a second daughter, came into…
Isabella has a sister who seems like she was born to perform. Always singing, dancing, acting. She was Mary Poppins and Dorothy Gale all in the same year. Isabella always did her own thing, not really expressing much interest in what Emily was doing. When Emily was dancing, Isabella opted…
It all started a few weeks ago on a Saturday morning. Our family was all getting ready to go to synagogue, as we do almost every single week. But I was having a very blah day. I couldn’t find a dress I wanted to wear, and I was getting frustrated…
