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Wednesday, December 09, 2009

Pathos and other things

If I look tired here, it's because I am! It's been a hard, hard, hard few weeks. I think I'm blaming it on teeth, as there are two teeth apparent but remarkably sloooow at coming in (it's been two weeks now, and they're just creeping past the gums). There's been a lot of screaming all the livelong day, and a lot of not sleeping all the deadlong night, and now I've just learned the joy of pushing a stroller along snowy sidewalks that people don't shovel. Today I was a lesson in pathos as I shoved my stroller up over snowy curbs, the rain cover ripped and flew up in my face, my boots were leaking, buttons dripping off my coat, and I got splashed by a taxi-cab. The whole thing was very sad. And I won't even get started on the middle of last night, when the baby would only stop crying when she was throwing up in my bed.

Motherhood is not always as romantic as I dreamed it would be.

There are good things: wonderful books to read, of course. I've been doing ongoing Christmas baking. I'm knitting Harriet a Christmas stocking. I finally completed a short story for the first time since Harriet's birth. My short story contest win. Friends to spend afternoons with. Yesterday's visit to the Osborne Collection of Early Children's Books. That Harriet's intensive lessons in waving hello and goodbye are starting to pay off. Advent calendar fun at every turn.

Speaking of, I'm loving The Advent Books Blog. I love reading the recommendations for books I have no intention of reading even, I love that different kinds of books that readers are so passionate about, and I like the linky places the recommenders' biographies are taking me.

I love this post about Christmas shopping at the library. DoveGreyReader on readers vs. critics. Maureen Corrigan on passionate books for the holidays. Rebecca (delightfully) on names and naming. And I found this old interview with Allan Ahlberg, which was interesting. (Peepo is a favourite around our house.)

Now must go eat... something. And begin reading An Education by Lynn Barber.

UPDATE: For those who care, the second tooth is finally in, and we've got a bit of peace around here. Hurrah! I've also found a cheap second-hand jogging stroller online that will make my pedestrian life a little less pathetic this winter.

Monday, November 30, 2009

A Big Day

Tomorrow is a big, big day. Biggest of all, Harriet goes to the doctor for her six month checkup, so she'll get shot up with powerful poisons and we'll find out how many point how many pounds of enormous she is. What this means, however, is that I won't be able to head down to the CBC to see Canada Reads 2010 unveiled. I'm honestly sad about this, and looking forward to finding out this year's books (which I may or may not read, depending on what they are). In related news, Julie Wilson is guest-hosting the CBC Book Club. In Julie Wilson-related news (and there always is some. I am sort of a Julie Wilson fanatic, actually), tomorrow also starts Advent Books-- a book a day to satisfy your holiday shopping-recommendation needs.

I am now reading Gaudy Nights, and I'm surprised to find that it is a fairly demanding read in terms of length and content. Maureen Corrigan also ruined the ending, but I think I'll still enjoy the ride.