Who is rich? He who is happy with what he has.

Ben Zoma, Pirke Avot (Ethics of the Fathers)

It’s been a long time since I had the pleasure of blogging personally.

I started blogging years ago when I was training for a half-Ironman triathlon. That site is no longer live, and it might be fair to say that aspect of my life is a bit dead too.

When I found out that having children was going to be more difficult than anticipated, I created a blog to chronicle our treatment and connect with the bigger world of infertile myrtles out there. That effort is still alive and you can read through it here. Although we’re not cured, we’re making a lot of progress and have been blessed with successful treatment.

Successful treatment ushered in another new phase of my life, which I also attempted to write about. I was less successful in this attempt, partly owing to the dual time constraints of being a new parent and founding my own company when my daughter was six months old. The other roadblock? I didn’t find parenthood to be nearly as challenging as I’d expected, so I lost interest in my own writing.

Having had another go at successful treatment, I’m now expecting (very soon) our second child. My company and career are on the upswing, and I find what I do to be exceptionally fulfilling. My little baby girl is getting bigger, continuing to thrill me with daily developments. My husband is fastidiously finishing his master’s thesis while he pursues his Ph.D (and I’m desperately pushing him to develop his own publishing skills here – despite my considerable experience at what I teach people to do, he is by far my hardest client to motivate).

Seven years ago, I was an athletic-minded, engaged-to-be-married Reform Jew working nights in print journalism in the U.S., staying up late and waking even later. Today, I’m a small business owner, a happily married Orthodox Jewish mom living in Israel with one little girl and another kiddo b’derech. It’s been a heckuva ride.

It’s not where I would have thought I was headed, but I wouldn’t trade it for a thing.

I haven’t found serenity, but I’ve found my Serendipity Now.