Rosh Hashanah was very low-key this year. We had the seder at my mother's house, but that was it. I'd been away from work too much, and there wouldn't be a good place to pump at the synagogue, and I had to leave work early the next day for Kidlet's medical appointment, so the family seder was the extent of our observances this year. Which isn't to say it wasn't good. We recited the Shechyanu, and Kidlet got her first taste of wine. (We use pasteurized white grape juice for Shabbat.) And Kidlet was very good and sat through all of the blessings. (And really wanted to try Mommy's applesauce. Next year, sweetheart.
And, of course, I kept remember how we had stopped off at the medical center right before the seder to take a pregnancy test. And how I was so nervous about Kidlet, and when my sister called, I took the phone into the bedroom and started crying to her, confessing it all, and telling her how nervous I was. Thank G-d, this Rosh Hashanah saw a beautiful, wonderful, intelligent, healthy little girl at the table. I cannot, in all good conscience, ask for more.
Anyway, Yom Kippur is tomorrow, so there's no need to miss work. I'm not going to Kol Nidre services, because my tickets are for the 8-10 pm service, and there is no way, with my exhaustion, that I want to be driving home at 10 pm plus. Kidlet and I will attend the children's services, and that will be it. I can't fast, since I'm breastfeeding. But I don't want to let that be it. So after the candles are lit tonight, I am not going to use the TV or the computer until Ne'ilah tomorrow. It's not much, but I'm used to spending all day at the synagogue or out walking, and there's no reason, other than Kidlet, that I'm going to be at home instead of at the synagogue. Maybe next year, when she'll be primarily on solids, I'll spend the day and the synagogue, and wanderingfey can bring Kidlet for just the children's services. We'll see.
May you all be sealed in the Book of Life for a good year!