April 10, 2009

• The ecstasy of Saint Violet

  The wheel is perpetually turning and I’m running on empty but have never felt so full of energy. I’m surviving on 4 hrs sleep a night, at most, and I used to need 8 to 10 hours, plus cat naps. J is feeling the burn, and I wonder if childbirth releases some kind of hormone that keeps you going all day and most of the night. Violet doesn’t sleep much. She just has these marathon feeds that last for hours because she keeps nodding off. And she really does nod, like an H user, like she’s had her drug, her tally. She gets this look on her face, her eyes roll, her lips part and she throws back her head. She reminds me of Bernini’s ecstatic Saint Theresa.

  

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