Month: December 2012

Silver Lining

This evening Jeff and I went on one of our mandatory mid-Christmas Break dates, part of an overarching holiday strategy for keeping mom and pop out of any in-patient mental health facilities. I’d been looking forward to it following the busyness of Christmas Day, the exhausted ennui of December 26th, and the mixed bag that was today. For dinner we…

It’s a Wonderful Life

It’s Christmas Eve afternoon and my four-year-old just opened a present. I did not give him permission to do this. He then walked across the freshly mopped floor with slushy boots, after which he woke the baby from the only nap that he will get the rest of this busy day by opening and slamming baby’s door half a dozen…

Sparrow’s Flight

“Life is a sparrow’s flight through the mead hall.” This line from the ancient poem Beowulf repeated in my mind over and over last week when the tragedy in Connecticut began to sink in. When I discussed the devastation with my eleven-year-old, he said, “Shootings happen all the time, Mom. Why are you so sad about this one?” He then proceeded…

A Plague on Both Your Houses

Here are some of this week’s actual events: 1) Charlie got sick. Sick enough that after he couldn’t keep anything down for 36 hours, we schlepped ourselves to Stickers Doctor, who hooked us up with anti-nausea meds. 2) I had the enviable opportunity to pin down my obstinate four-year-old and, while he hollered, toss one of the dissolvable tabs in…

Prince of Peace

Six years ago I was having a miserable Christmas season. Jack’s diagnosis plus his behavior death spiral had turned life into something unrecognizable. We couldn’t go anywhere: the behaviors were too unpredictable and not fit for public display. Being at home wasn’t much better: Jack’s inability to communicate beyond melting down and tantruming on the floor, and my inability to…

Do Your Ears Hang Low?

My new pastime is visiting the pediatrician’s office. We’ve gone three times in the past five days. Three separate visits for three different kids with three varying ailments. It’s just what we do. I feel like I need to friend the office staff on Facebook since they pretty well already know all of my daily troubles as well as my…