Adored this little book. My ‘baby’ is already 9.5 but this brought back so many memories of the blurry early days, of suddenly having a newbie, a 3 year old and a teen…. A lifetime ago but also just yesterday. Love Catherine’s writing, her humour, her way with words.
‘But when I looked into that serene little face, the world stopped and started, and I became, in an instant and forever, a mother.’
‘Visit Florence, and a dozen strangers there will tell you how the Duomo-the enormously domed cathedral that defines that city's glory-was built. Here's what you'll learn: when they built the cathedral, the architects left a hole that was actually bigger than any dome they yet had the technology to build. They simply trusted that somebody would figure out how to engineer the dome before the building was finished, and, sure enough, Brunelleschi came along and invented Renaissance architecture and built the Florentines their monumental Duomo. This is the kind of faith I need now. Here we are: we have taken on this fourth person, with the assumption that we will become a family, but she is here, now, and we don't know quite how to do it yet. And we're hoping to figure it out before, you know, the first really big rains come pouring through that enormous hole.’
‘What is it with men? Is there some gene for sunscreen application that only shows up on the X chromosome? (I'm wondering if it might be linked with the gene that controls your ability to buy wrapping paper.)’
‘I worry so much-….-that I can miss the whole point entirely. And the point is this, now. It's not about promises of perfection or about the future. It's just this, us, here in the sun, screaming through the spray.’