On my way here, to my weird little room off the 8th floor bathroom, I saw a woman and a stroller head toward the iSchool’s elevators. Was she a student? A professor or one of the library staff on maternity leave? She was gone too fast to ask, but I wanted to, I really did.
This gig can be so lonely. There are school friends. There are mom friends. I love them both. But I also wish I could have just one school mom friend.