maybe we *should* get a puppy. . .
If you're looking for analysis, all you're going to find here is news, so feel free to come back when I have more available brain space.
I can't believe it's almost been a full year since the spawnlet! I have to go back to work. Gulp. I really hope that my new knowledge of prehistoric life (courtesy of the spawn) will sufficiently distract people from my utter cluelessness about medicine. Maintenance fluids? antibiotic dosages? crappy crap crap. 13 days left of my leave. I think I'm ready to leave the kiddies, and excited to get back to work that I like. I also know I'm going to miss them, and all the other folk I've managed to re/connect with over this year.
Fortunately, it looks like all I will be doing for the first month at least is dealing with influenza-like-illness and doling out vaccines against same, so my gaping knowledge gaps will be somewhat disguised.
Also: We bought a new house. Kind of on impulse. We got our water tested for lead in the place where we are currently living, and it came back very high. Also, the window sills are chipping paint. We haven't gotten the kids tested, and I'm not sure we're going to. I would hate to see a high Pb result that we can do nothing about except note in an IEP somewhere. And since the house we're in is too small anyway, we decided to just get out now. Before I go back to work. We're moving in three weeks.
The kitchen in the new place may make the hassle of moving worth it.
LittleE is unenthusiastic about change, and moving in particular. We told him our plan, and he requested that we not talk about moving again. I don't know whether that counts as denial or as suppression, but I figure it's a fair coping strategy for a 4 year old in any case. MamaM is in Winnipeg for 2 weeks, and I'm about to abandon him to kind friends (who he doesn't know very well) while I go away to a conference. He has enough to deal with at this point, so we're just going to deal with the whole relocation dilemma when we're all back in town.
And this came out. I wish I had enough available brain cells to do a decent review of the book. It was a pretty intense read. queer queer queer. I also found it sweet to find, if you plot the curve selectively, we can find our family in a kind of normal. I certainly suggest that if you're going to read it, read the whole book. I loved that there were so many pieces from queerspawn, from donors, and from unexpected perspectives. I wonder what the kids will think of it in 10 years. . .
I can't believe it's almost been a full year since the spawnlet! I have to go back to work. Gulp. I really hope that my new knowledge of prehistoric life (courtesy of the spawn) will sufficiently distract people from my utter cluelessness about medicine. Maintenance fluids? antibiotic dosages? crappy crap crap. 13 days left of my leave. I think I'm ready to leave the kiddies, and excited to get back to work that I like. I also know I'm going to miss them, and all the other folk I've managed to re/connect with over this year.
Fortunately, it looks like all I will be doing for the first month at least is dealing with influenza-like-illness and doling out vaccines against same, so my gaping knowledge gaps will be somewhat disguised.
Also: We bought a new house. Kind of on impulse. We got our water tested for lead in the place where we are currently living, and it came back very high. Also, the window sills are chipping paint. We haven't gotten the kids tested, and I'm not sure we're going to. I would hate to see a high Pb result that we can do nothing about except note in an IEP somewhere. And since the house we're in is too small anyway, we decided to just get out now. Before I go back to work. We're moving in three weeks.
The kitchen in the new place may make the hassle of moving worth it.
LittleE is unenthusiastic about change, and moving in particular. We told him our plan, and he requested that we not talk about moving again. I don't know whether that counts as denial or as suppression, but I figure it's a fair coping strategy for a 4 year old in any case. MamaM is in Winnipeg for 2 weeks, and I'm about to abandon him to kind friends (who he doesn't know very well) while I go away to a conference. He has enough to deal with at this point, so we're just going to deal with the whole relocation dilemma when we're all back in town.
And this came out. I wish I had enough available brain cells to do a decent review of the book. It was a pretty intense read. queer queer queer. I also found it sweet to find, if you plot the curve selectively, we can find our family in a kind of normal. I certainly suggest that if you're going to read it, read the whole book. I loved that there were so many pieces from queerspawn, from donors, and from unexpected perspectives. I wonder what the kids will think of it in 10 years. . .
Labels: chosen family, newsy, residency
posted by lothyn at 24.10.09
1 Comments:
Well, you know what the rabbi in the story says: First a puppy, then a week later a goat. Then bring the chickens to live inside with you. Invite the neighbourhood raccoons to nest in your dining room. And so on. I may not have been fully faithful to your script. It's the ending that's important, however, when you boot the whole kit and caboodle out on its collective hiney. If you do that after moving day, the spawn will just *love* the new house.
Or something.
It just occurred to me: last time you moved, the spawn had to leave everyone he knew besides you two behind. Does he understand that it's not going to be like that this time?
I'm going to the book launch on November 7th here in TO. I'm very excited.
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