The poor boy inherited his mother’s bad throat.A crummy night’s sleep, an overtaxing day, a demanding week, and there they go: the tonsils. Swelling, scratching, kissing, and aching–tender tonsils manifest the stress....more

That time I came fairly close to dying and thought I was just being lazy

If you know me at all you know lazy really isn't in my lexicon. So, this weekend, when I "just didn't feel like getting out of bed", I gave myself a really hard time."Don't feel like getting out of bed?" I asked myself as I lay there with my head under the pillows. "Sounds like someone wants to use the weekend to her advantage and play hooky from being a housewife. Because, oh, you have it so hard, wah wah wah. Have to do dishes and laundry and go grocery shopping and to kid soccer games. It's SO HARD to be you. What is your problem?"...more

Patient X

Surviving the Fever Sickness seems to drain an entire household... I never take health for granted, you can't put a price on it. While I am grateful for our health I also know how fast things can change and so that may leave me slightly paranoid. So when my littlest guy awoke in the middle of the night with a temp of 103 I was shaking....more

When Will I Stop Watching Them Breathe While They Sleep?

When I was a teenager, I babysat for a family who lost their youngest child to SIDS. I didn't know anything about SIDS, but knew that this family had put their healthy infant son to bed one night and he never woke up. It was terribly hard on the family, their lives altered and filled with grief in an instant. As their regular babysitter, it affected me too. I became hyper-vigilant for a long time after, afraid that any of the young children who I babysat would suddenly stop breathing in their sleep. ...more
I could see myself as an 85-year-old and have my 50-something son (currently a 3-year-old) visit ...more

Happy Flipping Valentine's Day

**That title is very much the PG version of what I wanted to call this post... I decided to behave :p**This year, I'd determined that I was not going to let Valentine's Day get me down.  I was doing really, really well with that actually until about 1 pm.  I got slammed with a cold.  I was teaching Grade 2 Drama and my head plugged up, I couldn't finish sentences without sneezing, and the kids were all like "you sound funny!"I know, right?  Funnier than usual, of course ;)...more

Thankful Thursday: Well Again

I cannot be the only one…who has been lucky enough to have made it six years without a cold or flu hitting all the members of our house at one time, that is until the last three days.  Fortunately, this dastardly bug only knocked the Sonny Boy and I out, but it definitely makes for a trying experience when your child and yourself are both sick at the same time....more

Long weekend

There is nothing like a weekend when you and your spouse are ill. You never knew that you could possibly sleep as long as you do, and yet, you are literally down for the count, as it were. Then you have the question of what to eat. Our friend recommended more chicken soup, which there for a while, was a question if we ate it, could we keep it…hah, as if… Our four-legged children are quite understanding getting out whenever we can get them out, and sleeping when we seem to either go down or nap. ...more

I'm Not a Germaphobe, I Am Afraid of Illness

I'm one of those women (mother now) who doesn't use hand sanitizer or worry about germs while in public. I'm one of those women that doesn't wash their kids' hands every chance I get or wipe things down before letting Baby touch or play. If it hasn't been on a visibly nasty floor, then chances are I don't really care if Baby puts it in his mouth....more

Can You Make Peace With Loss?

As I wrote about in Part 1 of my blog series about F. Scott Peck’s book The Road Less Traveled, Are You Disciplined?, Dr. Peck teaches that the first step to emotional maturity and spiritual enlightenment is the ability to discipline oneself. Part of that discipline requires making peace with loss, because along with every rebirth comes death. As the former Cat Stevens sings, “To be what you must, you must give up what you are.”...more