Ok. Time to blog.
I know it's been months since I've blogged. I know it's not like me to go so long. I've started so many posts and didn't finish them. I had a baby. She's delicious and brilliant and intense and strong. She loves her sisters and dad and gets hauled around by me every chance I get. She spends half the night sleeping on my chest because I can't bear to put her down before I have to go to work. She smells like heaven. She has extra large opening in a heart valve that will require surgery soon, a topic that terrifies me so I don't talk about it. She is strong. She will be ok. She has been fighting for her life since the beginning. I started a job the day after we returned from Utah to see my parents off on their mission to Romania. It's a K-8 charter school in Bedford-Stuyvesant, a neighborhood in Brooklyn known for its low income families and crime. Most of the students live in the projects. Most of them don't know how to respond to an adult unle...