Every first of the month I swear to myself that this month I’ll get back to blogging every day or two. The girls are kicking my ass, it’s true. They have me surrounded. I call myself the old woman who lives in the shoe: I have so many children, I don’t know what to do.

I’m exhausted and disorganized and overcommitted, but I must say that there are compensations. Lying in bed next to a sleeping Julia, smelling her sweaty baby hair. Tickling Claire until she falls over laughing. The blessed quiet of the house after everyone is asleep.

I love them so much that it feels like an intense resonance in my bones, as if they are vibrating at the frequency of the colour blue.

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