When I was younger, I used to think that if you didn’t have time to read, you weren’t making time to read. When there’s something you think is important, you’ll make time for it. Of course, this was before I had kids.
When I had my first child, and I was reading up a storm. He’d wake up to nurse in the middle of the night, I’d grab my book and my book light, and tear through those pages. But then the nursing became less intense, less like I had to get up and actively do it, rather than lie there and let it passively happened. So that reading time fell by the wayside. And it’s surprising how much time a baby can take. So three kids and 9 years later, and I’m back to reading.
And like many readers, I read a book and I want to tell you about it. Not just tell you about it, but discuss it, tell you what I liked and didn’t like, what it made me think about, and maybe how it changed me. So here we are.
I’ll see you on the other side of the page!