26 June 2014

The terrible threes

Mia came so quickly. I asked her last night if she remembered being born, and she said she did. 

I remember her being born, remember Yoko touching my leg to wake me up when the labour had started. It was the second year of my PhD, and I was a pile of dry leaves, trying to keep from burning up. After she was born, I wrote for 16 days straight. I stayed up all night and wrote. 

Mia is a fascinating little person. I'm sure she will keep that up.