the perfect goodbye

as of 9am this morning, i no longer live in new york city. i could write for days about why we decided to move but really, it comes down to one factor - baby on the way.  with so much other stuff going on, the reality of the big move hadn't really hit me.   but last night, when i was embarking on my final commute to 30th street, i started to get nostalgic.  it was a gorgeous new york night, temperatures in the mid 70s, the birds were chirping and people just seemed extra friendly.  my street didn't even have that normal urine/drug deal smell about it. hell, penn station even seemed to be a bit shinier last night. everything seemed so perfect, making it that much harder to think about leaving. 

five minutes into this walk down memory lane, i walked past a guy, just feet from my apartment, puking his guts up. what a a perfect new york good bye. just when you get comfortable and let down your guard, someone throws up in your path.  i'll miss you, new york city. 

nineteen ninety what?

yesterday, i was sitting with my interns, eating cupcakes for someone's birthday and having a lively conversation about non-law related topics (my favorite kind of chat).  the conversation turned towards whether or not my wedding pictures would look as dated to my kids as my parents' wedding pictures do to me.  being that i got married in 2009, i didn't think it be quite the same (ruffled tuxedo shirt anyone?) but then my intern says this gem:

"you got married in the 90s, right?  it could look dated...."

that's right, the 1990s.  as in the decade when i graduated high school and college.  the decade that ENDED twelve years ago.  apparently to a 24 year old i might as well be 45 and not 35.  thankfully he turned a sufficient shade of bright red to give me some vindication.  i can't wait to see what his evaluation looks like...

things i have learned about pregnancy

if there is a hard object within five feet of me, i will walk into it.  even if i consciously try not to.

babies like ice cream and popsicles.

my right rib is apparently a very comfortable place to rest a foot/hand/butt.  even though that limb is tiny, it is mighty.

body pillows from bed, bath and beyond are the greatest invention ever.

shoes that buckle or tie should be forgotten about for a while.

carrying anything over 2 pounds is a thing of the past.  not because you can't, but because no one will let you.

people will tell you that you waddle.  unsolicited.