For the first time in years, I’m actually on vacation. I’m not writing, I’m not reading, I’m not doing anything other than drinking wine with my mom and working out. And it is wonderful. But one of the important pastimes of the Norwegian vacation experience (for me) is taking care of my nieces. They are adorable monsters and I love them, but as I spend hour after hour listening to M.’s outrageous stories about wolves and dangerous snowmen, and watching V. carefully construct sentences and spell out words, I can’t help but admire all of you writing mothers who manage to juggle work, life, kids and writing. You are all superheroes!
Here’s to hoping I can be half as good as you when I get my own kids.