It was around 8:15pm when Scott had completely exhausted himself in the effort to put Jonah to sleep and went outside on the front steps to get some air. I saw him head out as I was going into the…
Category: don’t panic
art, astute, anarchy
Today it’s three, three, three posts in one: ART I’m sitting in my bedroom, meditating. Scott is on Jonah duty. It’s morning, so that involves light surveillance while making coffee, breakfast. I hear a prolonged series of thudding, scratching noises…
in which another mother totally reads me the riot act
Also known as: In which I totally prove how NOT calm I really am. So, today, we’re at this cafe/playspace. Wait, let me back up. So, this morning, Jonah wakes up screaming at 4:30 a.m. I go in, he’s soaked…
save handmade toys and clothes: action needed
I’m not much of a causes girl. Signing petitions, sending letters to congress/senate people, not usually my thing. But this? The very same people who protect us from lead in painted toys (or try to) and phthalates in plastic toys…
high anxiety
Today we laid low, after having traveled 2-1/2 hours (each way) by car yesterday to visit Great Aunt Dorothy. I hadn’t been hugely enthusiastic about the idea of plunking the boy in the carseat for such long stretches but he…
panic parenting
So, I’m reading more about this peaceful parenting thing — and you know how things sometimes get mixed up in your head in a really Freudian way? I keep calling it perfection parenting which isn’t exactly helpful as far as…
date night and o’s
This weekend, despite the fact that we HAD NOT budgeted for such an event to occur (and now that we have a fancy Financial Counselor whom we have to report to every two weeks, this is no small thing) —…
a pox on all our houses
On Wednesday, Jonah and I had a playdate with another mom-baby duo. We went to a lovely public pool, surrounded by redwoods. Really two pools, a big lap pool only a few feet deep, and a smaller, round pool only…