Zoë complained of a sore throat on Tuesday night. Strep was making its way through her class again (only time nuber 312). I was lucky enough to have Noah's well-child check scheduled for first thing the next morning--getting a twofer at the pediatrician is awesome. So, it was confirmed that my little girl has strep. … Continue reading Recipe For Wasting a Whole Day At Work
72-Months-Old
Dear Noah, You turned six this past weekend. Six. SIX. It seems like such a big number. How is it possible that you already SIX? It still seems like just yesterday that your dad and I were in Ethiopia simply hoping that you would survive. That we would be able to love you for life. … Continue reading 72-Months-Old
I Didn’t Understand Then But Do Now
Dear Justin, I am sorry it took the shooting of Trayvon Martin for me to understand what you said all those years ago. I am sorry I didn't see your wisdom of experience. I was too naive to understand. I was too stuck in my own world of white privilege to really hear you. And … Continue reading I Didn’t Understand Then But Do Now
My Worst Nightmare
Trayvon Martin's story could one day be my son's story. Like Trayvon, my son is black. Right now it doesn't affect his life much--but one day (in 11 years) he'll be a 17-year-old black man walking the streets in a predominately white neighborhood. By virtue of his skin color, he will be suspicious. I thought … Continue reading My Worst Nightmare
Progress
I have made some huge strides in getting my PCOS under control. I have stopped thinking that I am on a diet and now talk about the way I eat. Because it isn't a diet and if I start to look at it as a diet, that implies that there is an end date. That … Continue reading Progress
