We need this baby
My Tuesday morning pre-Russian-texts-and-critics-class routine was well underway as I scrolled through my photo roll, showing my classmates the adorable creature known as my son. Because what else would I talk about with my friends before class? I mean, who can resist this face, right? Even my professor came over to watch a video of Joseph’s latest skill, commenting that she doesn’t know how I get anything done. (#validated) As I scrolled to yet another picture to show off my favorite tiny human, one of my friends asked me, “Do you regret having a baby during this school year?” (Now, let me refer you back to my tiny man’s cuteness and ask if there is any way in the world I could have answered “yes” to her question. Clearly there was not.) Surprised, and yet trying to play it cool so as to come across as the mom-and-PhD-student-who-has-it-all-together that I like to pretend to be, I replied, “No. It’s completely worth it.” I assured her that, despite the impendi...