She is seven. I am often stunned by her maturity and her ability to take responsibility for what is important to her. I work with the under-5 crowd all day. Sometimes she just seems so grown up. Sassy. Perceptive. Funny. Impossible to contain.
Last Saturday, she was my little, little girl again at a karate tournament. Continue reading
I haven’t left home to “work” full-time since 2005. What part-time work I have done in the last six years has been minimal, and I squeezed in (out?) another two babies along the way. We also did a massive, over-budget, over-timeline home renovation ourselves (with two little ones), navigated three of Den Dad’s career changes, sank to the depths of hopelessness with his back injuries, waded through some postpartum depression and some good old-fashioned depression, morphed with financial pressure caused by all the above, and tried to be partners and parents.
March seems to be the month when the wall has been thrown up. I hear the dull thud of mother-bodies crashing into it with regularity. In spite of longer days and melting afternoons, there is a fatigued look in everyone’s eyes – like winter has taken its toll and spring is yet too far away to inspire optimism. Continue reading
Our sweet and pensive five year-old has peed every 20 min for two days. Fearing a UTI, we have been pumping cranberry juice into her steadily for 24 hours, with little effect. Time to go to the doctor. Easily done – Friday is my day off!
In our infinite wisdom, we have decided that one vehicle is plenty for our family. Money saved can go toward the occasional cab and bus fare to offset inconvenience. We have done very well with this new arrangement.
Den Dad willingly rose at 5:00 yesterday morning to take the bus to work so that I would have the van to get to our 9:30 appointment. I was going to be a bit late, but I was eagerly looking forward to a coffee date with a good friend I haven’t seen in a while. I also planned to run a list of errands as long as my arm in the afternoon and clean at home before I rushed off to my 7:00 – 10:00 rehearsal. I LOVE a busy and productive day… Continue reading