Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Challenge
I think I may have come up with the challenge that I was looking for. I stumbled on a book entitled 'Not Quite What I was Planning', which is comprised of 6-word memoirs written by famous and obscure writers. I think it would be a fun challenge to come up with a daily six word memoir. Short and sweet, just a quick and (possibly) clever conveyance of how the day was in general. When I have time and energy I will write more than these 6 words, of course.
Today;
First Day With No Second Job.
For over a year I have been providing childcare for a friend and former Montessori parent. I have been feeling horribly unreliable recently due to Caelan's poor health and we decided to take a break so that she can use someone more dependable than I can be at the moment. (Also so that Caelan can have an opportunity to rest and get well without me dragging him out all day long twice a week.) It is going to be very difficult to pinch pennies and figure out a way to recoup the lost income but we'll get by. We always do.
Yes, dear boy, your health has been in the crapper this year. You had an exploratory procedure last week, an overnight stay in the hospital and now, an infection in your lungs to show for it. The doctor thinks it is the result of being intubated. You are miserable, haven't eaten in 4 days and were rocking a 104.6 fever until today. It seems like the antibiotics are finally kicking in and starting to do their job... THANK GOD. Hopefully, one day, we will look back on this posting and will have a hard time remembering how awful this situation has been. Ugh.
Ok. Enough. I am doing my best at the moment to pretend that I am not getting sick right now as well. I am not getting sick, I am not getting sick, I am not getting sick...
Today;
First Day With No Second Job.
For over a year I have been providing childcare for a friend and former Montessori parent. I have been feeling horribly unreliable recently due to Caelan's poor health and we decided to take a break so that she can use someone more dependable than I can be at the moment. (Also so that Caelan can have an opportunity to rest and get well without me dragging him out all day long twice a week.) It is going to be very difficult to pinch pennies and figure out a way to recoup the lost income but we'll get by. We always do.
Yes, dear boy, your health has been in the crapper this year. You had an exploratory procedure last week, an overnight stay in the hospital and now, an infection in your lungs to show for it. The doctor thinks it is the result of being intubated. You are miserable, haven't eaten in 4 days and were rocking a 104.6 fever until today. It seems like the antibiotics are finally kicking in and starting to do their job... THANK GOD. Hopefully, one day, we will look back on this posting and will have a hard time remembering how awful this situation has been. Ugh.
Ok. Enough. I am doing my best at the moment to pretend that I am not getting sick right now as well. I am not getting sick, I am not getting sick, I am not getting sick...
Thursday, January 14, 2010
What? It's January? Of 2010?
Well, well, well. Here I am again. Stuck trying to come up with an excuse for not writing recently. I could say that the holidays were busy. I could say that we've been stressed at work. I could say that we've been feeling overwhelmed with worry over Caelan's surgery. I won't. There have been a hundred times when I've sat here with nothing better to do and just couldn't summon the energy or enthusiasm. I'll own it. Oh well. Better late than never, I guess.
The holidays of 2009 have now come and gone... during which we lost a beloved member of our family. Grammie (Your great-grandmother Gertrude Roberts, Caelan) passed away on December 26th and we all miss her dearly. She is now in heaven watching all of us work and play and enjoy our lives.
...And we are enjoying life. We took a wonderful Cropper family vacation to Disney World just after Christmas and had lots of fun. I will admit that the struggles ALMOST outweighed the fun, but, c'mon, we were at Disney. All in all, suffice it to say that I will never bring an 18 month old to Disney World at Christmastime again. The air travel, the crowds, the crying, the whining, the screaming. Caelan didn't hold up well either. (Ba dum chhh) It was, of course, all worth while to see the fam. I can't wait for February break to see them again.
So, dear Caelan, lets talk about you. You are 19 months old. You are adorable, affectionate, hilarious and fancy free. There isn't much to not like. You are ridiculously strong and athletically inclined. You can hold yourself up on a chin-up bar, climb up and down stairs with no help and run like a madman. Your laugh is infectious and your smile is to die for. I love you kiddo.
We've still been trying to make a baby brother or sister. No dice this month either. Next Friday I have my first acupuncture appointment. I hope they can help us.
I feel as though I need to brainstorm a new challenge for myself in order to increase my entries. We'll see what I can come up with.
Today I am grateful for my health. I have been taking very close care of what I eat lately and I am feeling better than I have in a long, long time as a result. I haven't had ANY sugar or dairy in almost 2 weeks. Never thought I'd see the day. It is paying off. We'll see how long I can hang in there.
The holidays of 2009 have now come and gone... during which we lost a beloved member of our family. Grammie (Your great-grandmother Gertrude Roberts, Caelan) passed away on December 26th and we all miss her dearly. She is now in heaven watching all of us work and play and enjoy our lives.
...And we are enjoying life. We took a wonderful Cropper family vacation to Disney World just after Christmas and had lots of fun. I will admit that the struggles ALMOST outweighed the fun, but, c'mon, we were at Disney. All in all, suffice it to say that I will never bring an 18 month old to Disney World at Christmastime again. The air travel, the crowds, the crying, the whining, the screaming. Caelan didn't hold up well either. (Ba dum chhh) It was, of course, all worth while to see the fam. I can't wait for February break to see them again.
So, dear Caelan, lets talk about you. You are 19 months old. You are adorable, affectionate, hilarious and fancy free. There isn't much to not like. You are ridiculously strong and athletically inclined. You can hold yourself up on a chin-up bar, climb up and down stairs with no help and run like a madman. Your laugh is infectious and your smile is to die for. I love you kiddo.
We've still been trying to make a baby brother or sister. No dice this month either. Next Friday I have my first acupuncture appointment. I hope they can help us.
I feel as though I need to brainstorm a new challenge for myself in order to increase my entries. We'll see what I can come up with.
Today I am grateful for my health. I have been taking very close care of what I eat lately and I am feeling better than I have in a long, long time as a result. I haven't had ANY sugar or dairy in almost 2 weeks. Never thought I'd see the day. It is paying off. We'll see how long I can hang in there.
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