Going away is weird when you never go away. I spent my first night in Austin completely out of it, guilt-ridden and text happy and "Is everyone alive? Is everything okay? Is Bo managing without my Ergo chest action?
Bo was surprisingly easy when I went away. Revi was the basketcase producing two all-nighters my mom and Hal split between them. I had heard of this happening before but thought it was an old wives tale: the "hard" twin gets easy in her old age and the "easy" twin becomes high maintenance. The girls have been sick off and on so I blame Revi's toughness on her wicked cold but there's something different about the two of them. Like they were up late one night plotting to switch places a la (Hayley Mills version) Parent Trap.
I was in Austin to attend/co-host a party with HGTV.com and it could not have been lovelier. The space was decorated by The Novogratz clan whose show is one of my faves and I felt a little "pinch me" the entire evening. (A lot "pinch me" actually.)
with Maggie, my hot date for the weekend
So honored and overwhelmed to be a part of such an awesome family of creative awesomeness. Can't wait to start shooting Child Style next week and hopefully (very soon) sharing it with you.
As for our (personal) home and garden, we finished our inspections and although overwhelmed by the repairs that need to be made both before move-in and after, we're in this for the long haul and have moved forward into second Escrowland. Now we wait for the bank to call us back.
I realized yesterday (duh, self) that the girls were six months old, hence the midnight posting commemorating what, in my opinion was a pretty major milestone, not just for the girls but for ALL OF US. So many twin parents wrote to me with words of wisdom and they all went something like this "... the first six months. You survive the first six months and... "
And we did! We're here and we're happy and usually (sometimes?) sleeping through the night. And it's good. It's more than good.
Every day is easier. (I say this every week, don't I. Well? It's true.) I'm able to take the babies with me to get Archer at school now without worrying about interrupting nap or feeding schedules. I'm able to manage afternoons on my own without a nanny staying through the late afternoon. Six months. SIX MONTHS!
Fable is student of the month at her preschool and the Fable of the week here at home. She's in preschool five days a week so occasionally I pull her out and we spend a day together. Having a big family is wonderful but it can be hard to get one-on-one time in we try to carve out special occasions as much as we can where we get to spend time one on one with each other whether it be brunch or bowling, museum or manicure.
A whole lotta lady love this week. Girl power, etc. I feel honored and completely pumped to be surrounded by so many sisters and daughters and mothers and friends willing to ballroom dance with me to Bell Biv DeVoe at 3am. I needed some of that in my life I now know.