I just can't seem to get it into my head that I need to take it easier, or I end up really paying for it. After a jam-packed weekend, I started an intense training at work (mentally/intellectually, not physically), and spent last night and this morning vomiting and fatigued. Poor Bassou!
* haircolor and eyebrow shaping at Aveda
* hosting the doula so she can meet MoBob and see where we live
* baby basics class
* infant CPR class
* lunch in the Del Ray area of Alexandria (a yoga/pilates studio on every block)
* prenatal massage for partners (MB worked hard and I slept like a baby afterwards)
Last night I attended the last event for the National Symphony Orchestra in your neighborhood series. This time the concert was at Howard University; a very nice program full of Ellington and Bernstein, AfroBlue and the Howard University Choir, and a co-premiere of a piece by George Walker. (The first Af-Am composer to win a Pulitzer and a native son of DC.) Mr. Walker himself was in the audience - he sat in the 5th row, just like any other audience member. I was just sorry that the bus driver who dropped me off didn't know about the concert. He asked me what was going on at Howard that night and he regretted that he didn't get off til 8pm.