We’ve had our girl names chosen for as long as we’ve been married, so it was a total relief to learn we’d be having a girl. (Boy names are still a point of contention.)
Still…the crazy moments come when when I worry that she’ll hate her name. That she’ll hate me for picking it. That it isn’t really her name. That because we’ve felt so sure for so long, we somehow missed stumbling upon the magic name that could only be hers and hers alone.
But then I think, really, it’s only a name. It’s not a crazy name. We’re pretty normal and we love it. And she’s going to hate me for other things anyway, right?
Then I read articles like these and around we go again.
So, here’s what I’d love to know. Do you like your name? Why or why not?
For the record, I’m not letting fear-generating articles get the better of me. Her name options remain the same- we have two- and one will be hers. I can’t wait to tell you which one.
I absolutely loved this book, which was recommended to me by a friend who reads everything. So did the The New York Times:
“The tightly constructed “Where’d You Go, Bernadette” is written in many formats — e-mails, letters, F.B.I. documents, correspondence with a psychiatrist and even an emergency-room bill for a run-in between Bernadette and Audrey. Yet these pieces are strung together so wittily that Ms. Semple’s storytelling is always front and center, in sharp focus. You could stop and pay attention to how apt each new format is, how rarely she repeats herself and how imaginatively she unveils every bit of information. But you would have to stop laughing first.”
Lydia is visiting friends and one gorgeous baby in the mountains of Colorado. I’m taking a baby care class which is great because A. I love classes and B. I have never changed a diaper. Not once. Never, ever.
Please don’t tell my bump.
If you’re looking for weekend fun stuff, here are a few things that caught my eye:
An on-going adventure into non-toxic makeup. Joanna’s trying everything- the mascaras, the foundations, etc.,- and rating them for women who won’t settle for “meh”. She’s already found some great stuff. (Lydia and I both swear by the Josie Maran argan oil products).
Here’s what I plan to do beginning today, my first full day of maternity leave. I’m going to focus on what’s been happening right in front of me these past 9 months. If you think it’d be hard to ignore this roly-poly chickadee, you’re right. But knowing a baby is there isn’t the same as focusing on her. My intention for the next month- if she allows me the time- is to practice being present for her. I’ll put down the phone, slow the email response time, and listen to what she’s telling me.
Details need attending. I’ve a nursery to finish, food to make and freeze, and relaxation techniques to practice. That will all either get done or it won’t, depending on her schedule. What it comes down to this. To do anything well, to enjoy anything deeply, you must commit to following the process wherever it takes you. And this is the one chance I have to do this very special thing.
I’m headed to the outer banks of North Carolina for my annual beach vaca (picture G & T’s, squished squash and cobalt blue hydrangeas) and have loaded up my Kindle with new beach books. I thought I might share what’s on my reading list and what I have recently enjoyed. Sarah and I love hear what you all are reading, book worms unite!
On tap for this week… (a bit ambitious when you factor in G&T’s)
Rules of Civility by Amor Towles
The Newlyweds by Nell Freudenberger
The Age of Miracles by Karen Thompson
Mission to Paris by Alan Furst
Persuasion by Jane Austen (I have a tradition of rereading one Austen book on my vacations)
One of our beloved chefs is leaving the kitchen to go back to grad school full time to become a registered dietician. We had a little goodbye dinner at Gjelina to celebrate Anjali’s next adventure.
Brunette power in our kitchen.
Anjali’s dessert menu had some edits from a previous diner, we happen to agree that the strawberry & rhubarb crisp was not warm enough nor was the chocolate crust on the banana cream pie chocolaty enough. Have you ever gone to dinner with chefs? It’s like being in art school and having your work critiqued. Or maybe it’s like shoving a fork in your eye, it’s just what we do.
Another thing chefs do at an inspiring dinner, take pictures of what they ate and share it on social media.
Some highlights of our amazing meal: this Croatian wine (we mob with a wine expert)
Young Garbanzo beans with goat cheese
Caponata crostini with burrata (sadly not pictured are the orange glazed carrots and squash blossom pizza winners.)
And the desserts!! The banana-chocolate bread pudding and butterscotch pot de creme were outstanding.