Why Cotton Candy On A Rainy Day

Dear friends and family,

When I was pregnant, I shared my preggo experiences with my friends via email. For me, pregnancy was a horrible, horrible experience I shall never have again. I felt very isolated so I decided to write about what I was going through. My closest friends (unfortunately miles away) would send me lots of love and positive energy in response to how miserable I was. I needed to write through my pregnacy to maintain my sanity.

Now, that Pook is seven months plus I am back to myself. Although, undoubtedly changed. This time as I write, I am sharing my gift of raising Pook with all of you- I have never known such a love.

Because many of you (my friends and family) are so far away think of this site as a window into the world of everything Pook. Every evening she gets a bath at nine p.m, followed by a bottle and she usually konks out for the night. It is then, at least once a week I'm going to try and put into words what being Maya Sanaa's mama is all about.

Cotton candy on a rainy day is of course a line taken from poet, Nikki Giovanni. In the poem she speaks of ideas and dreams unborn, yet to be accomplished but definitely possible. Its that space between thinking of something in your head, feeling it in your heart, and acting on it so that it may be. It's cotton candy on a rainy day- the satisfaction of sweet surrender. Cotton candy on a rainy day is why and how I became a mother.

Well that's all for tonight!