Stacey thanks Karin for reality check

Biggie Letter0020

A few months ago Karin asked me if I’d like to start writing the real estate column for Washington Life magazine. Of course, after a year of doing pretty much nothing but changing diapers and slathering on nipple balm, I was apprehensive that my brain could handle putting words together into coherent paragraphs, let alone produce articles intelligent adults would understand and read.

Let’s be honest, a year of mommyhood made my daily vocabulary sound something like cave man speak — not to mention the fact that my appearance was also beginning to resemble a Neanderthal. I pretty much walked around the house wearing nothing but torn animal hides grunting things like “More baba?” all day, every day.

But now, writing the column, I have a sense of satisfaction in the career sense. And though being a stay-at-home mom who takes her kid to the pool and the park and the zoo — and makes yummy home-cooked meals out of things like figs and organic roast chicken has been my dream since I was four, I’m realizing it’s kind of nice to have a separate life outside of Babyland.