The first four months of being a new parent are sort of like being stuck in slow-moving quicksand. Or as if Han Solo were only half-frozen in the carbonite.
You feel your world moving around you, but your focus becomes laser-attuned to that little being now occupying your house, with the apparatuses of baby-rearing strewn all over your once adult-friendly home (and trust me, I really only experienced this for a few months after moving into our bigger place and finally getting rid of all the college knick-knacks that I couldn’t possibly tear myself away from).
I’m not going to give you a sob story, or a “you should pity me cause I haven’t slept in weeks and I have baby poo on my pants and a right shoulder eternally covered in quick-drying baby slobber”, because everything every parent says is true: it is downright the most special thing you’ll ever see or do (I’m only just finally realizing this….perspective is hard to come by in this first phase, trust me). But that’s beside the point…
So, I’ve come up for air. I want back on the horse. I’m stoked to announce I’ve taken on more writing responsibilities with The New York Cork Report. I’m now the official Cider Editor and Spirits Editor. And I’m thrilled for the position.
To get the ball rolling, here are links to my first articles in this new role: