My mother in-law is in town while Asa’s gooey eyeballs run their course (Thanks Kate!),  so I had time to run to the bookstore to check out the RW’s article.  $6.48 for a copy!  I tried to get the salesgirl to give me a discount since I was pictured inside, but she was indifferent to my 2×2″ fame.  It almost stopped me from splurging on a latte afterwards.

I was a bit bummed at first that RW focused on my struggles as a new mother and postpartum depression to the exclusion of mentioning how wonderful it is to be Asa’s mother.  Of course, my love, happiness and gratitude for Asa was not the point of  article.  Still, it won’t be as fun to show him the piece when he can read words other than “ASA, MOM, DAD, and LEGO.”  “So, Mom, it says here the ‘trails saved you…'”  I certainly don’t mean to say I wasn’t a disaster after Asa was born — especially when he’d cry from the minute Eliot left in the morning until he walked through the door at the end of the day, and my hair was falling out in chunks, and the nursing was touch and go, and I was in school full-time, and I really missed working in the mountains on month-long NOLS courses.  I just mean that it was a good “full catastrophe” disaster a la Zorba the Greek and Jon Kabat-Zinn.

“I’m a man, so I married. Wife, children, house, everything. The full catastrophe.”  — Zorba

I was very pleased they kept the jai alai quote though.  And, of course, it’s surreal and humbling be mentioned in the same article as Darcy Africa, Anita Ortiz, and Kasie Enman.  And it’s very nice that I look like I have boobs in the picture they used.

OK, I’ve got to get out and run before my mother in-law heads back to Houston.