The simple way to start is to say I hurt my back. Except I didn’t “hurt” it in a set injury kinda way, just the wear and tear of my 30+ years, of my now mother ways, up in arms with 30+ pounds of fleshy love, in and out of car seats and high chairs. […]
Dearest Wesley Fox: 21 months. You’re closer to two now than to one, and I can hardly believe it. In some ways, much has changed and much has stayed the same. You had your first official school photo taken, and you look like SUCH a big, serious boy now: You’re using more and more words […]
I feel like I’ve been sick for two whole months, since October when I got food poisoning to November, when we all three got a nasty cold that got Wesley his first set of ear infections and landed me in the emergency room with an ear infection of my own. I hardly even got to […]
Here we are in November, and only now do I get to October. You know it’s been a while since a post went up when your own father harasses you, via Facebook of all things, to get to writing. Mainly we’ve been tied up with the minutia and downright ridiculousness that is trying to buy […]
#11 on my 35 before 35 list was to complete Wesley’s “first year in review” video. I fell about a week short of my self-imposed deadline — and well, about 7 months short of his actual first birthday! — but seeing our finn’s garden friends post their beautiful year TWO video sufficiently made me feel […]
My dearest Wesley, my little fox: Holy macaroni! 18 months. It’s not until I look through many photographs that I can really see how much you’ve changed. From this at days old… to months… to a year… to now: Your hair keeps getting curlier the older the you get – and the longer we let […]
Truth be told, this new working people routine of ours is a bit deadening. The days seem to come and go so quickly – I’m afraid they’ve taken a toll on my blogging, among other things. Fall is still a couple of weeks away: in one sense, the start of school seemed to mark the […]
I know my last post was so depressing, but things are starting to normalize around here somewhat. No, Wesley hasn’t stopped crying hysterically when I drop him off at school in the mornings, pressing his sobbing face against the glass door desperate not to see me walk away, or like today, clinging on to me […]
Oh, what a week since Wesley starting day care part time last Monday. The people there are lovely; the facilities are lovely. Last Friday, a man came in to play the guitar for the children. Tomorrow, they’ll get to ride a train around the courtyard. Wednesdays are splash days. And still, and still – I […]
I’ve tried to make the commitment, time and again, to practice OPOL in my intent to raise a bilingual child, OPOL = One Person, One Language. Seeing as how I am the only one between Craig and me who speaks Spanish, that makes me the Spanish One Person. And let me tell you, there’s a […]
