Blogging has become has become cerebral rather than cyber. And it isn’t Elias’s fault! He is, of course, the perfect baby. And Tino, a classically adoring father, “He is so strong already! Look at how he holds his head and looks around! He is already smiling!” Our baby is so advanced, bien sur. This of course is the time to be posting pictures like mad. But the contentment of nursing in front of the fireplace, and soothing my baby with little songs is too tempting. No one has ever loved my voice so much. And I’ve never loved singing so much. It is quite a lovely feeling to be able to soothe my little baby with a poor rendition of John Lennon.
Besides emailing, phoning and blogging every detail of a incredible family dynamic, sending thousands of ‘thank you’ notes to all the thoughtful supporters of Elias and his family, I am, all on Elias’s first week birthday, going to a job interview (gotta do it!), teaching about Africa with Tino at my mom’s school, learning how to pump breastmilk, and taking a Biology test at my Bio class. But I feel so in love. And still sometimes a little fearful, though, its sort of just like an old habit that is losing its power. There is so much that I want to write, my falling in love all over again story, cute details of Tino’s adaptation to the US, reflections on parenting, and most of all the hearts and fireworks that are going off all over the house. I hope you all are well, and I miss all of you as dearly as I love you. Here are some photos to satiate.
