The trenches

Up at 2 a.m. with a sick little guy, watching The Great British Baking Show and eating peanut butter toast, listening to the rain. If these are the trenches, then the trenches aren't so bad.

Four years ago

I found out.

I took one test, then two, then a third.

I called Adam. "Well," he said. "That was unexpected." We laughed.

Six months

Honor Bar last night

Sometimes

I wonder if I'm doing it all wrong.

How I've changed

I used to treat my friends like my kids. Adam once said: "You mom all your friends." I laughed, but it was also true.

Now I am a parent. I have a 3-year-old son and two rambunctious 8-year-old dogs. They are the only ones who get the mom treatment. I expect anyone I'm friends with to be adults. Otherwise they get dropped.

This, at 4 a.m.