Day nine, and I am just too tired to write much of anything. I haven’t adjusted well to the time change (thankfully the little man has!), so I’m feeling extra run down this week. Anyway, today’s prompt is: When was the first time that you realized that your home was not like other people’s homes? You know, I’m not sure I really did. I think my family was pretty normal, and so were the families of most of the people I grew up with. At least as far as I noticed. I think, though, that Baby Man will know pretty…
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Day eight and I’m still remembering to post. Will wonders never cease? Today’s NaBloPoMo prompt is: Has anything traumatic ever happened to you? Describe the scenes surrounding a particular event. I gave this a pretty good think when I saw the prompt this morning. A few things came to mind: giving birth, when my husband was laid off, a friend getting lost in the woods and dying when I was very young (read about Andy here). The more I thought about it, the more I came to realize that I have had a very lucky and very safe life. Believe…
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Here I am, up way to early in the morning because the little man woke up and asked for something to drink. He was, of course, asleep by the time I brought it to him. And, again of course, I couldn’t fall back asleep. I love my little man, but sometimes I think he is just planning some really big joke on me. Today’s NaBloPoMo prompt is again appropriate to the day’s events: Making family time is important. How do you balance your children, relationship, and work life? As the stay-at-home mom of a preschooler, I really don’t have any…
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Day five of NaBloPoMo, and I’d just like to lie in bed and forget about it all. Today has been one of those totally silly days where endless amounts of dumb things happen. Truthfully, I’m afraid to go make dinner. I may just burn down the house. I have burnt my finger, spilled dry spaghetti all over the living room, broke a sewing machine needle, and proved that I can’t sew a straight line. I may have also pissed off some online friends because I finally got tired of everything being so American-centric. Sigh. On the bright side, the little…
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If you reread yesterday’s post, you might notice a bit of fear under all of the stiff-upper-lipness. Fear is something the little man inspires in me a lot. His ability to run out there (literally) and face the world head on is very frightening. It is sometimes the practical things that worry me (running into traffic) and sometimes the realities of growing up (and leave me…). Right now, I’m sitting at the computer, listening to him slowly wake up. He’s slept about an hour and a half past his usually wake up time.In the past, that sleeping in would cause…
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We’ve been very lucky with the little man. In his three short years, he’s only been sick three times. Once with a minor cold, once with roseola (that was fun), and once again with a nasty cold today. Dealing with a child with a cold, especially with his first real serious cold, is an exercise in patience. He broke down in tears several times this morning because he just didn’t understand what was wrong. He kept whimpering and pointing at his nose and throat. And, while he is quite vocal and fairly good at understanding what we try to tell…
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It seems like the little man is going to be That Kid. You know, the one that is allergic to peanuts, so no one can have peanut butter or store bought cookies, or any of that good stuff. Okay, that isn’t entirely true. Yes, the little man is allergic to peanuts. We will always have to carry an EpiPen with us (the allergist suggests two in case the ambulance can’t get to us quickly enough). We will always have to read labels, and watch what he eats. One day, when he is away from home more, we may even have…
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When I first sat down to write this entry, I was going to write about how I didn’t make any resolutions for 2010. And then I remembered that I did set some goals over on my needlework blog, Reflections in the Pond. So, I went to take a look, and lo and behold, I did have a list of what could be considered resolutions. My clearly stated intent for 2010 was to simplify. Did that happen? Uh, nope. I did donate a lot of things to charity. Every time we emptied out a box of Baby Man’s diapers, I would…
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With less than three weeks left in 2010, I feel like looking back and what I’ve accomplished and thinking about what I’d still like to do. 2010 started out pretty poorly, really. Baby Man threw up all over himself and me on our way to a family get together. That kicked off a year of terrible car sickness. Baby Man will throw up after travelling less than three blocks. We’ve tried several things and have had a couple of successful (short) trips, but Baby Man is not happy in cars at all. Unfortunately, his car sickness also extends to the…