Jacqui, the superwoman who has taken care of me nonstop these last 7 months, traveled to Boston yesterday for her Uncle’s funeral, officially becoming the Mother Teresa of the Jewish people. She left the house at 7am, breast pump in hand (so her boobs didn’t explode), flew into Logan, went to the funeral and shiva, and was forced to take a 5 1/2 hour Amtrak ride back because her return flight was canceled due to snow. It was her first day away from Sophia, and she ran into the house at 9:30, grabbed our little girl, nursed her into sweet oblivion, and put her down to sleep.
Sophia and I were so happy to have Jacqui back at home, and we thought about her all day, but we were glad that she could be with her family during this difficult time.