Highlight of this week. Meeting baby William Block on Tuesday afternoon. He was just divine and slept in my arms the whole time. Kara and Jason are fabulous. I’m nostalgic for that incredibly exhausting, overwhelming, emotional time – I don’t know that I’d do it again but I can now recognize what a transformative experience it is. And one that gets better the further away you get from it. I remember feeling like I had sand in my eyes and weights in my chest all the time – not just the dairy farm (as Kara calls it) but also a deep sense of something that I only identified as loss once I got months away from it.

In other news, I am such a homebody. Went to a beautiful CES cocktail party tonight. There was lovely company, and I particularly enjoyed talking to my friend Kristin Hall, though a few of my very favorite CES parents were not there. Still, at 7:50 or so I went to the bathroom, emerged, and all of a sudden just bolted. Without saying goodbye. Such a sense of glee at being home at 8:24 and in my pajamas and about to hop into bed with a great new book.