It’s been a year since we have all gathered in this familiar space. We come to bare our souls to each other and the public at large. We revisit with old friends and find new ones. We catch up on each other’s lives. Who has a new baby? Who is newly married…or divorced? Who has moved homes or classrooms? Who has left teaching entirely and is just still lurking out there?
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SOL21 Day 11: But Not Today
We all pile into my bed. McKenna pulls out the book reminds me that I promised two chapters. She’s on my right and Theo is on my left. George is to the left of him balancing precariously close to the edge of the bed.
Continue readingSOL21 Day 10: more echoes of me
A few years ago, I wrote a blog post about how my daughter is my very own echo chamber. At the time, it was little toddler talk. She would mimic a word or two, a phrase or song. Now I argue with my own damn self all day. Want to know how annoying you really are? Grow a tiny human to argue with daily. They turn your words on you faster than you can say fruit snack.
Continue readingSOL21 Day 7: God Bless Baby Theo
We tried to do it in October. But a headache cancelled the event. At any other time, a headache would be dismissed as an inconvenience. But in Covid times, a headache could be the start of a super spreader. So we cancelled.
Continue readingSOL21 Day 5: Five Minute Friday: green
Winter is literally melting away. The white snow is now a muddy mess. But I’m beginning to see little bits of green popping through in all the right places.
Continue readingSOL21 Day 1: It’s been a year.
It’s been a year.
I have a new baby. He is 8 months old. And yet he has never been in a restaurant, store, playground, daycare, or anywhere else that wasn’t our home or the home of our beloved Great Grandpa. He has never seen another baby besides his own reflection in the mirror. He is so young yet I still wonder how these 8 months will have impacted his life far beyond what it is now.
Continue readingPeace
I have been afraid to write this. I am embarrassed that it has taken me so long. I’m fearful that I will say the wrong thing….that I will say something that is unintentionally inflammatory. Please know, if I have, it is OK to call me out on it. It is the only way I can learn. Being silent is no longer an option. By staying silent, I am speaking volumes. I am becoming (or already am) part of the problem. I am saying it is OK when it is clearly not.
Baby Blues
This started out as a FB post. Clearly I had so much more to say.
Tonight was night one of McKenna being in the top bunk. She was in and out of her bed and room at least a dozen times. She’s a creature of habit and this change is big for her. The final time she crawled into bed with me and started sobbing.
SOL 2020 31: reflections
It’s been 31 days of writing. Eighteen of them have been while social distancing. I’ve learned a few things about myself, my family and even you.
SOL 2020 30: social distancing—probably not almost over
I woke up this morning from my week “off” due to spring break. Today I officially had to be ready to work and available for most of the day. The kids were still asleep when I reached for my phone to check the time.
Just before 7:00am.
Karyn In The Kitchen 