I really have been trying to make the most of this time before the baby comes, both with the Boy and on my own. You know, while I still have an "on my own." The massage and solo movie day, of course, because it will be a long long while before I indulge myself like that again once the baby is born. I'm also trying to read as much as possible - while I read a TON when the Boy was a newborn (after a month or so, I started reading while the baby was nursing or sleeping in my arms - you know, instead of just staring at him) But I don't see that happening this time, not with my 3 year old monkey man doing backflips off the couch. Since New Years, I have read four books and am well into numbers five and six (yes, two at a time.) If I wasn't so ignorant and lazy I'd create some kind of sidebar, but instead, here's what I've read:
Up in The Old Hotel - Joseph Mitchell
Leftovers - Laura Weiss
Heat - Bill Buford
Digging To America - Ann Tyler
I'm currently alternating between Adam Gopnick's Through the Children's Gate, which is his story of moving his family back to NYC after 9/11 (the Children's Gate is an actual entrance to Central Park, at 76th Street and 5th Avenue. Hard to see the sign now, though, as there is usually a hot dog vendor parked in front of it) and What is the What by Dave Eggers. The latter is the story of one of the "Lost Boys" a young Sudanese man who escapes the horrors of Darfur to come to America, where he is promptly abused and robbed by young African Americans, mostly men. I've just started it, but may soon put down Gopnick, as I've already cried twice in the first chapter. It's riveting, and makes me just a little ashamed to be an American.
Ok, time to go read books with the Boy - I'll try to get back later to post on Operation GO TO BED, DAMMIT. It's going to be a tough go.