Hello from Ohio!
As I write this a winter storm is raging softly outside the windows. Juliette is napping, Vera is drawing, and my mother-in-law is reheating last night’s Christmas meal. We head home tomorrow (snow permitting) after a solid ten days in the midwest. It’s been such a nice trip, catching up with old friends and spending tons of time with Greg’s giant family.
Although there have been so many great things about being back, my favorite has been watching Veronica run around with her cousins. Here’s a cute video I took of a few of them last night trying to play Christmas carols. I can’t wait to show this to them when they’re teenagers.
We’ve had some ups and downs. Flying with two kids over the holidays is pretty much my idea of torture, and almost the whole family coming down with the stomach flu on Christmas Eve wasn’t ideal. But really, those things were easily eclipsed by how relaxing and cozy everything has been. I can hardly believe that this is my sixth holiday season spent with the Booses. Just thinking about how swiftly it’s all flown by gives me the shivers.
On that note, I’ve been feeling this desperate, panicky feeling of wanting to cling to the very last of Veronica’s babyhood. There’s hardly any baby left to her — she’s almost all big girl now. She wants to do so many things on her own, and actually can do so much on her own. She wants to snuggle less and less, and she is developing a little world all her own. It feels like water slipping through my hands though, the more I try to hold onto it.
On the other hand Juliette couldn’t be sweeter these days. As long as she’s near me she’s all smiles and laughs and cute little baby talk. I still have days or moments when I can’t believe I have two girls. Sometimes it’s just that I can’t believe I’m so lucky. Sometimes it’s that I’m overwhelmed and can’t believe this is happening and sometimes it’s because I want to do right by them, give my love and time and attention to them equally.
On Christmas morning I could hardly believe the sight of the two of them under the tree. I kept thinking about myself six years ago, lonely and unsure of what lay ahead for my life. How that has changed in a thousand, thousand ways.
I’m going to be working on a year end post in the next few days but for now I want to mention that my paperback came out this week. I would be so thrilled if you wanted to pick up a copy or recommend it to someone you know. It’s harder than ever these days to be an author and every little bit of support helps. I’m really proud of my book and every time I get an email from someone telling me that it made a difference in their life, I feel like I’ve accomplished something important.
Oh, and last reminder (not that I want to think about travel again right now) but I’ll be in Atlanta in two weeks for a reading at the Georgia Center for the Book. I’d love to see you if you’re in the area!
Hope everyone’s holiday was as messy and wonderful as mine.