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In the movie Lost in Translation there is a scene in which Bill Murray's character explains that, upon having your first child, "your life as you know it is gone...never to return." The movie has been one of my favorites for years. I just wish that I had known he meant my life.

In early 2010, I gave birth to the world's most perfect child. (Is there a parent who doesn't think his/her child is the world's most perfect?) In addition to being beautiful, he is brilliant and sweet and funny and hands-down the best thing that will ever happen to me. This kid is my entire world. I had somehow suspected through most of my life that he would be, which is why I fought very hard to have him. But about the post-childbirth apocalypse, I had absolutely no clue.

To say things have changed would be misleading. EVERYTHING has changed. Most of it has been good--some not so great--but everything is without a doubt different. And now the world changes once again. My little family and I find ourselves journeying from the big city to beautiful, calm Montana. Will the change be for the better? As with anything, the answer is sometimes "yes," sometimes "no," and always sought with massive quantities of hope. Come with me as I navigate the roads from fast-paced, big-city lawyer to Montana Momhood. Is there a line that can be walked? We'll see. But I can guarantee, at a minimum, it will be an adventurous road trip....

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Up and Running. I think.

Hi everyone.

This is totally the view from my back
door.  I swear.  Come visit.
First, thanks very much for your patience during this transition process.  And let me tell you--it is a transition.  We have arrived in Montana and both me and my son are reeling.  For my part, it is a strange mixture of familiarity and shocking differences.  Things have changed in the 17 years since I lived here and yet are also very much the same.  It is strange, to say the least.

We're starting to adjust and are focusing on the good things.  One such good thing is my son spending time with Grandpa.  It's awesome.  Grandpa calls each night to say how glad he is that we are here.  And he has been fantastic at giving me my space.  As I am sure will shock you, I am a bit...touchy...when it comes to making sure I am doing exactly what I want to be doing and not what someone else tells me to do.  I know--you can't imagine that this describes me.  But it's true.  Anyway, another good thing is seeing people I haven't seen in almost two decades, particularly girls that I went to high school with, and finding them to not have aged well at all.  That's awesome.  Big fan of that particular aspect of this experiment.

Anyhow, we are currently living off of plastic cups and TV on the floor.  Hopefully the movers will be here soon.  I have no idea where we will put our things as the new house is much smaller than my city dwelling.  But like everything else, we will wing it.  I'm also adjusting to going for walks and not seeing another soul.  Nor a Starbucks.  What the hell?  Am I seriously supposed to make my own coffee now?  So strange....

So folks, as I mentioned, stay tuned for new adventures in the 100% carpool lane.  Looking for a job (yikes), adjusting to the quiet (double yikes) and harrassing my friends all day via email are just a few of the highlights coming up.  Thank you all for your support and kind wordsthey are appreciated more than I can say.  Here we go!
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