I know I am too late for your draw but is your book available on Amazon yet? Those of us that have loved your writing (for free) will support your livelyhood!

I believe the “arrival day”(of the books) is definitely a big day for a writer. It’s the day where all your sweat, blood(from paper-cuts, maybe. XP), and tears are finally justified. The day you delight in the fruits of your labor. A big day. But I believe all big days started out as normal days. It starts of as a routine. Get up. Wash up. Breakfast, etc.

So, Miss Aidan, your big day may have started of with routines and a hint of chaos. But ultimately, it is your big day. It’s the day you’ll remember for the rest of your life. The day your career as a author (I suspect you’ll be the first best-selling author of the decade.(: ) officially begins.

I’m definitely looking forward to book and read your book. I love your writing style. Though I’m currently pursuing Engineering, hoping to study Architecture at Yale in the near future. Writing(and, reading.Haha) has always been a passion (and, will always be) that holds a place close to my heart.

All the best! Best of Wishes from Malaysia.(:

-Chris.Luo-

Sometimes a moment like this one reminds us that no matter what else we accomplish, being a mother is the biggest accomplishment of all.

I would pick a babies/books/booty day over a grand and glamourous day anytime. But I do like to daydream too:)

Big congratulations on your big day.

I like your writing style; and I’m looking forward to your book.

How coincidental that your post happened to fall on the day that I have claimed my hardest “Mommy Day” yet since #2 was born 10 months ago. I think I became a human puddle no less than 15 times and said either “No”, “Stop that”, “Be GENTLE to your brother” or the famous “Ok, TIMEOUT!” more than I can recall. It certainly wasn’t the way I expected the day to go. Then again, are our days ever how we expect them? Small or grand events considered?

My husband works at night, 6 nights a week, and I work part time during the day (outside of the home). Only three days, but enough to constitute work. We have Sundays off together, all four of us – myself, husband, toddler and the babe. So, my hardest day of the week? Monday. We’re back to the grind, back to our ‘ships-passing-in-the-night’ existence, back to missing our complete unit. It’s ok, though, because though I have my puddle moments, I have plenty of times where my boys giggling, dancing and smiling make up for them.

P.S. Yes, that was me in line for the lovely port-o-potty at M’s wedding. Fancy meeting you there! Congrats, again. On everything.

I will happily buy your book but I’m commenting for a chance to win a freebie.

You ask good questions. I don’t have a hardest day of the week but yes, I’ve had big days filled with perfection expectations. It seems to come with mommy/wife/friend/daughter/sister/wanting-to-be-good territory. For the most part, I’ve really changed my perspective on things like that. I definitely get excited and ride a high so to speak when it comes my way, but when things don’t go as expected, I mostly try to just “be” and move on as quickly as possible. Beats wallowing.

I am so excited for your new book!

I wanted to let you know, I admire you. I appreciate your honesty. I also appreciate how you find the good amongst the bad. I need to work on that.