As with most other significant days in the Jewish calendar, Tisha B'Av is very, very different with a kid. (Granted, this is my second 9 Av since giving birth, but the first one hardly counted: I had given birth recently enough that the rabbi told me that I must eat and drink, and I should do anything else that I felt would make me feel better, as well.) Other than grabbing half an hour to listen to a recording of Eicha (thank you, yutorah.org) after I put BSM to sleep, I can't say I did much structured mourning. How can I sit and read/listen to/watch things pertinent to the day, when BSM is busy climbing on me? This is something I need to figure out in general, as it keeps coming up. Y'know, in life.
The other different thing about this Tisha B'Av was the intensity and frequency with which I checked the news. Generally, I try to focus on the day rather than surf the internet, but I was on pins and needles waiting for the other shoe to drop. Thank G-d, the cease-fire does seem to be holding, though. Though since it went into effect on Tisha B'Av, I'm really uncomfortable with it...
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