I'm bad at feeding at myself. My children eat curated meals of Whole Foods, while I scrutinize ingredients... It must be organic. It must be nitrate free, Hormone free, Grown in a certified fairy village, And gluten free... I'm bad at feeding myself. Their food must be joyful, and let's only talk about nutrition.... Never… Continue reading So This is a Thing
It was fine. It was perfectly scripted. I am friends with a real live college math professor, and he knows things, like all about impartial differentiation. And he gave me books, and he helped me triumph my first problem set. He said I was fine, because theoretically I knew what the math was trying to… Continue reading The Terrible Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day…
My brilliant and dear friend coined the title of these feels. I take zero credit for this epic alliteration. "Anticipatory agitation" is waiting for the big shifts we know are arriving. The waiting is agitating, because we are anticipating the change that isn't actually real yet. Academics, educators, and care givers of school aged children… Continue reading Anticipatory Agitation
I had one of those evenings where everyone eats dinner, and uses kind words. We laughed, we read stories... we loved. Our summer was more than a little chaotic, and as change is on the horizon, I know I am slowly giving more of them to the world, and less of them will be at… Continue reading Giving Them to a World I Don’t Trust
There's transition in the air. I feel it in my bones. It's like watching the crest of the wave you are eagerly waiting to ride to shore. Our ride will be long, and hopefully as fun as crashing New England ocean waves. Everyone goes to school this September. There are no more babies at home.… Continue reading Transitions Are Hard
I had a mix of public and catholic education. I attended several school districts. I can count on one hand how many successful schooling experiences I had in my k-12 years. I repeated second grade because I started kindergarten at 4, and moved districts, and I was "too young" to enter third grade in the… Continue reading Schooling: Why it holds my soul, and why I’ll protect my tiny humans from my own experience, because it’s super important.
A brilliant illustrator and author recently depicted what the primary parent "mental load" is on a daily basis. While I do not live all of these depictions, I live many of them. The mental load of rebuilding the health and well being of a child is as exhausting as teaching the newest tiny humans how… Continue reading The Mental Load, Quitting Bedtime, and Visbly Carrying in Our Own Snacks at The Movies.