
Risa Green BC (Before Children).
After five long years of holding on – my grip growing more tenuous with each day of working motherhood – I’ve finally decided to let go of my hobbies, at least for now. They were old, old friends, my hobbies. I met the New York Times crossword puzzle in college, old editions of which ran in the school newspaper each day. The puzzle accompanied me to boring geology lectures and nursed me through hangovers on Sunday mornings, as I sat with it over bagels and cream cheese, smiling at its cleverness. more
Crushed.
Finally.
My Life As A Stay At Home Mom.
I had a brief moment of delusion at the beginning of last week, when I actually thought that my husband might stay home from work for a few days and take care of the kids so that I could get at least a little bit of writing in while Rosa is on vacation. But the moment quickly passed after I suggested the idea to my husband, whose response was a brusque, “yeah right.” Why is it, I asked him, that you automatically assume that I will be the one to stay home with the kids and miss work?
