Anna's Soapbox

Lazarus is three months old, as of yesterday... seems like forever, in a way; sounds corny but I can't imagine life without him now. All the things I feared about motherhood -- losing my sense of self, never having a chance to do what I want to do, being tied down, etc. -- have been blown away by this fascinating creature who greets me with smiles and giggles every morning. He's a great traveler, so I can get out of the house and on the road whenever I want; and although he loves to be held he is also, in general, a very content, mellow little guy, so I can get stuff done around the house or work or garden when I really need to. And he looks dang cute in overalls!