A Suburban Life: One Year Later
A few nights ago, my husband and my in-laws--newly arrived from India--raised our glasses and toasted one year of living a suburban life. Just 12 months earlier, my in-laws had helped us pack up the last boxes as our family left the two-bedroom apartment we had called home for more than five years. It was the place we moved into when Monkey was a few months old and where we brought Munchkin home from the hospital in a NYC cab. From our apartment, we enjoyed the whir of helicopters, our view of NYC, and the quick subway ride to Manhattan.
Patricia is a part-time working mom with a 9-year-old son (Monkey) and 7-year-old daughter (Munchkin). She thinks passing judgment on other parents comes easy, so why not (politely) pass judgement on GMvBM?