The girls run a small stuffed animal clinic in the living room. Leena got a doctor’s kit for her birthday, and even though I’m not in clinical practice, it’s lovely that the girls know that Mom is a physician. I’m able to show them everything I learned from Bates’ Guide to Physical Examination and History Taking.
Meanwhile, our basil and thyme are growing on the sill. Too soon to plan the pesto, but I remain optimistic. Leena is on daily plant watch.
The girls come home from daycare with fantastic artwork. Sonya drew this scene from Star Wars. Notice Darth Vader (bottom right) and the Storm Troopers. Also notice the Millennium Falcon heading towards Planet Earth. See Han Solo and Chewbacca in the front? And at the top, Sonya Astronaut Horse and Leena Astronaut Cat? So proud to be a geek parent! We’re raising some kickass girls.
Slowly, because all crafting has fallen by the wayside as my work projects get more demanding (oh, end of fiscal year!), I’ve managed to piece together more of the girls’ baby clothes quilt with the help of my Incredible Ironing Sidekick, Molly Ann. I’m so pleased with how it’s evolving!
Sadly, I haven’t made much progress on Sonya’s cardigan. Which makes me feel horrible. But there’s still snow on the ground, and maybe I can treat myself to an evening of TV and knitting sometime soon.
Meanwhile, I’ve been doing a lot of reading. Just finished Shannon Hale’s wonderful Princess Academy and its sequel Palace of Stone. The target audience is 10-15 year old girls, but I just loved these two books and recommend them highly! Then my book club has chosen the 771-page Donna Tartt book The Goldfinch, and I’m about half-way, slogging through the slow middle. See the cool bookmarks I got laminated? Sonya drew me blasting off in a rocket ship on a tax form. And there’s Nepal money that came as a bonus with my yak yarn.
The Goldfinch included this quote. It really resonated with me. I could probably write an essay about how I’ve disguised myself to myself. But now, I think I’m coming into my authentic self. Leading a writer’s life. A creative life. Growing, observing, holding onto what’s real. What matters.
I owe Derek for always believing in me and reminding me to FOCUS and FINISH my drafts. When Sonya was born, my medical career took a detour. And I wandered and I worried for a couple years. Then when Leena was born, I realized that I wasn’t on a detour. I was finally on the right path. Because I HAVE to write. I’m MEANT to write.
These past few weeks, I’ve had the chance to meet some amazing writers in my Monday night short story workshop with Elise Moser, and I’ve learned so much! I get critiqued next week, and I’m really anxious and nervous! But looking forward to getting better with the feedback!