This is it, our last summer weekend. DD goes back to school next week, so we are San Diego-bound. This is the second year in a row we have joined friends and their two sons for one last out-of-town hurrah to say goodbye to summer. I’m hoping it will become a tradition for years to come!
How do you say goodbye to summer? What are you up to this weekend? Chat away!
I hate to be a Debbie Downer, but the news cycle was heavy this week. Besides depression and anxiety, actor Robin Williams had the early stages of Parkinson’s disease, according to CNN. May he rest in peace.
And like many of you, I cannot get Michael Brown’s family out of my head. The images coming out of Ferguson, MO, coupled with the fact that no one has been named — much less held accountable — for the shooting death of their son, it is beyond outrageous. The indifference on the part of the police feels like corruption in another country, not the justice and liberty this country is supposed to stand for. I keep thinking to myself W.T.F. That, and I hope that the Browns have secured a lawyer because I don’t know what else they are supposed to do. They must be stunned.
What else is in the news? What’s up with you?
Ferguson is on my mind, but I can’t find the words to express the depth of my anger and bewilderment.
Please use this thread to share any new information, make suggestions for action, or just vent. Because this is beyond f*cked up, and I have no idea what if anything we can do about it.
What’s on your mind?
I am baaack and so grateful to be in my routine. While I was in El Salvador, I got e.coli from something that I ate, but haven’t been able to identify. DH got sick, too, but the kids and my in-laws were unscathed.
I had the worst of it, landing in the emergency room near my folks’ home in New Hampshire twice for dehydration. Ugh.
It took 10 days before I could eat a meal, and right now I feel 95% normal. That said, the vacation wasn’t all bad. I did get plenty of rest, and wasn’t lacking for childcare so I didn’t have to worry about anything but getting better. The kids met a major milestone: they were with their grandmother three full weeks in El Salvador, two of those weeks without us. It is heartening to see them so grown up and mature, but I am also sad. I love the ages they are at — 10 and 7 — and now I am feeling the time fly. Sniff.
For many years, I wondered if my kids could be close to their grandparents since they only see them once a year. I’ve learned that it’s not about the quantity of time, but the quality of the time. My kids love their grandparents. Eli was crying that she didn’t want to go back home.
When I asked them what their favorite moments of their summer vacations were, they rated, equally, the time that they spent with their grandparents in El Salvador and in New Hampshire. One of their highlights was a day trip to Canobie Lake Park with my dad:
How’s your summer been? When do your kids go back to school? I don’t know about you, but I’m ready! lol. My kids return to school the day after labor day.
What else is in the news? What’s up with you?
So many of us were left reeling by the news of Robin Williams’ suicide. Because I first saw it reported on social media, my first instinct was to think (and hope) it was a hoax. That such a gifted comedian could be so tortured just doesn’t seem to compute.
I was left thinking of his memorable performances. My favorites were in The Birdcage and Good Will Hunting.
I found this tweet to be the most poignant. May he rest in peace.
What’s on your mind today?
Today DD has her second appointment with a psychologist, to treat an ongoing case of anxiety-fueled insomnia. The focus of this session will be biofeedback, which I am curious to learn about. The psychologist is warm and encouraging, and really seemed to put DD at ease during our first “getting to know you” appointment.
That said, we’ve had a few promising nights lately where it only took her about 30 minutes to fall asleep (KNOCK WOOD). Our ritual: a shower, a dose of Benadryl, a calf massage with lavender lotion, and reading aloud (she likes to snuggle up and listen to me read). She also has a white noise machine, and we got one for our bedroom too (I am a light sleeper and was subconsciously listening for noises signaling she was awake. I was a tired mess).
I also lowered the thermostat a couple of degrees at night, in hopes that a more comfortable temperature will be conducive to sleep, electric bills be damned.
What are your ideal sleeping conditions? What’s on your mind today? Chat away!
Behold the power of social media: After a mom’s letter taking them to task for their gender stereotypical selection went viral, Land’s End has started selling science-themed shirts for girls.
After all, not every girl likes rainbows, lollipops and unicorns, amirite?
Meanwhile, Lego has started selling female scientist mini figurines. The “research institute” set features a female paleontologist, astronomer and chemist.
What are you up to this weekend? Chat away!
Do you remember when you first grasped the concept of mortality?
I must have been about 6 or 7 years old when it hit me: someday, my parents would die. The realization was devastating, and I remember lying in bed, fighting back tears, and trying to chase away thoughts of a world without my parents in it. That is some deep, dark stuff for a child to grapple with!
So this viral video touched my heart. It features a 5-year-old girl crying her eyes out because she just realized that her baby brother won’t stay a baby — AND she’s going to die “when she’s a hundred.” And the baby? He just gurgles and smiles at her. OH, MY OVARIES.
I feel you, little girl. I SO feel you. That’s also kind of how I feel about my own kids growing up!
That said, if my child was bawling about her deepest fears, it wouldn’t occur to me to pick up a camera and record it. Not quite sure what the thought process was there!
What’s on your mind today? Chat away!
We visited the San Diego Zoo Safari Park this weekend and got a behind-the-scenes tour, thanks to my BIL, who is a donor. We were among the first visitors to see a lioness and her four 1-month-old cubs. They were nursing and toddling around and she was grooming them and SQUEE!!! So cute.
Then we saw this:
A 12-week-old cheetah is being raised alongside a 13-week-old Rhodesian Ridgeback puppy. Mama rejected the cheetah, so the puppy will be its lifelong companion. I think my ovaries might have exploded.
What has given you the warm fuzzies lately? What else is on your mind? Chat away!