I came to motherhood in woeful denial. My image of the job dated from my own childhood, which (and here I date myself) looked much like an episode of "Madmen": mothers complaining about housework over coffee, cake and the odd cigarette while their children played unattended in the yard.The rest of it is pretty good.
As far as I knew, my duties for the first stage of motherhood -- giving birth -- consisted of:
1) showing up
2) wearing a little makeup afterward when my husband came to visit.
Hard IFR this morning. I may not get to fly a weekend trip this summer at this rate.
57 banks have failed so far this year. 25 failed in 2007 and three in 2006.




