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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....

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

I Like My Kid

I believe that, unless you are a total psychopath, you love your kids no matter what.  (On a side-note, I believe one should love his/her significant other's kids, too, but this is a conversation for another day).  Whether or not you like them, however, can be another story.  Did Hitler's parents like him?  I suppose that depends on a number of factors.  But you get the point.  Love your kids.  Hope to like them.

Yeah, well, after getting to know him the past few months, I genuinely like my kid.  And I find this awesome, primarily because I also fully understand how little I get to do with his personality.  Let me state for the record that I am a believer in nature and nurture--one's genetics, along with one's circumstances can dictate a whole heckuvalot.  But what cracks me up on a daily basis are all of the little traits of my son's that I know for certain I didn't teach him.  It's awesome.  He's his own little person.

I happen to find this kid funny, sweet, determined, smart and absolutely kind.  Today I had a lunch date and was gone for a few hours.  And I MISSED HIM.  How awesome is that?  I truly enjoy being with him.  And not just because he's my kid.  I like his little personality and think he's the bees' knees.  What an unexpected bonus!  I know that makes me sound totally insane, but I just never really contemplated thinking like that.  How cool.

We are all really lucky to have certain people in our lives without whom life would be a little bit...less.  Some of these people are shorter than others.  I hope all of your days are filled with the tall and the short variety--blood relatives or not.  What's the point in spending time with people who suck?
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