Family and Friends

said my midwife. (A word play: It is childbed and not market stand, saying one belongs to bed and should not take care of house hold and such.)

And how right she was, and is, I realized a bit too late when I was back home with La Primavera. Not taking enough rest sent me back to the hospital after a week, and I am lucky and happy that no operation was necessary. It was a bit of a warning shot. I did, however, spent the nights and part of her sleeping time transcribing an interview for a study. Silly me. Really silly me. But I was young and needed the money – and the reputation.

With El Segundo I did not want to be that stupid. I am older and wiser. And thus I was smart enough to tell the editor of a book that I would not be able to meet the deadline of January. Nor February. Nor March. He still wanted me to write the article. Which I will. In April. When childbed is over. Until then I use the time to nap with El Segundo, play with La Primavera, and enjoy the moment.


Home with our new bundle of joy. Spending the days getting to know El Segundo.

It was a lovely vacation with my dear friend and her family. La Primera enjoyed it a lot, especially hanging out with my friend’s two sons. The older one loved her as well. The younger one struggled a bit that he was suddenly not the little one anymore but La Primera.

We went to Keukenhof which was beautiful.

Besides that we just talked and talked and talked. I miss having her living two blocks away like in the good ol’ times of my graduate studies. I am glad that she lives on this side of the big pond again, but unfortunately they will leave again next year.

I am wondering why I do not travel to see her more often, or at least call her on a regular basis. Our friendship, however, has never been based much on calling each other regularly, it is more about seeing each other, spending time together.

Unfortunately and as always time went by way too quickly, and if traveling by train with a toddler and luggage would not be so troublesome I would go there again next weekend.

It is funny how quickly one turns into the cliché of a teacher: just waiting for the vacation to start. And I do not even have that many classes to teach.

I am looking forward to go to the Netherlands for a couple of days and visit friends of mine. Luckily I have no exams to grade. A couple of days before this trip I will attend a conference and present a paper.This feels a little bit weired. I wrote the paper some months ago, while i was still a SAH mom, and felt more like an ABD than a teacher. This has changed. I sort of feel home at school, feel most of the time comfortable teaching (and thus have only received positive feedback from my advisors) – and academia is so so so far away. I will read the paper again on the trip to the conference. It will be interesting to read it with so much distance.

Breakfast with my beloved ones, and then heading to a day of teaching and workshop.

I am a working mom. Orientation week starts tomorrow and I am excited and wondering how everything will turn out. I enjoyed the last month home with our baby who in a couple of days will turn into a toddler, and infant and no longer be a baby anymore.

Wow. The last 12 months just flew by so quickly it is hard to find words that can describe my thoughts.

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