Feeding

I'm not even sure I was in my day today. Tenure packet. Feeding. Oh, here's a gorgeous moment: strawberry pancakes for brunch, made by me via Deborah Madison's recipe plus cinnamon and strawberries. Feeding. Then, oh lord, this is what my life has come to: COSTCO. The once in 4 months which is now, due to the baby, once in 3 months, trip to COSTCO. Feeding. Nap for me, I have no idea if the baby slept or not. Feeding. Dinner for the adults. Feeding. And now back to the tenure packet, except the baby is crying so that may mean baby holding and then the inevitable feeding. This is not, I fear, the stuff of luminous writing. But there were those pancakes....