On my nightstand sit two books – Twilight and Waiting for Birdy. One is the star-crossed romance between a vampire and a mortal; the other is a personal memoir of a “year of frantic tedium, neurotic angst, and the wild magic of growing a family”. (Book review on the latter to come soon.)

Two vastly different topics but they so neatly summarize where my head is these days.

On the one side, I’m in preparation mode for the arrival of my second son while trying to figure out how I can make sure my 3-year old doesn’t feel lost in the shuffle. Waiting for Birdy addresses my concerns to a tee, and very funnily so. It tunes right in to the maternal side of my brain. Exactly what I need.

On the flip side, I’m looking for some otherworldly, dangerous romance that I can sink my teeth into (no pun intended). A fantasy if you will, for my very pregnant, less and less agile by the day body. Twilight fits that need perfectly as well.

What’s surprising is that both sides are in peaceful cohabitation. I don’t think it will last though.

Come March, my every thought will be consumed by BABY (at least for a little while) and reading will fall by the wayside. Which is why I’m cramming as much in now as I possibly can. I remember when my first was born and how time for myself was squirreled away for sleeping in the first few months. It seemed like my life would never be the same again – like I would never have the luxury of settling down and reading before bed like I used to.

But as time went by, time came back. I found myself again, right where I left off. And I appreciate the time even more now than I did before. So I know there will be a period when I’ll drop off on my reading list and I’ll have to bookmark my place.

But for tonight, my nightstand beckons.

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