Artist's Daughter, The: a Memoir
“My mom and Derek were there. We were at Rose Hospital in Denver with the same ob-gyn and the same labor and delivery nurse. But in many ways it was different: easier, more natural. Derek and I laughed with the doctor between pushes, and when girl number two arrived, she looked familiar because she looked like her sister. Derek and I made a certain combination, and Genevieve had the look. I didn’t know her yet, but I would. And I knew the kind of consuming love that was ahead. My heart and arms ...were familiar with mothering.
Derek spent every free minute of Gabi’s first years of life remodeling our fixer house. Painting, putting in sinks, repairing floorboards. I cared for the baby. We split our duties in a traditional domestic way. He went to work. I did laundry. He made house repairs. I made dinner. For the most part we were happy with that arrangement.
When Genevieve arrived, the old way of doing things didn’t work as well. Derek took Gabi when I couldn’t.MoreLess
Derek spent every free minute of Gabi’s first years of life remodeling our fixer house. Painting, putting in sinks, repairing floorboards. I cared for the baby. We split our duties in a traditional domestic way. He went to work. I did laundry. He made house repairs. I made dinner. For the most part we were happy with that arrangement.
When Genevieve arrived, the old way of doing things didn’t work as well. Derek took Gabi when I couldn’t.MoreLess
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