From the time my husband and I started dating, his professional path was something that I took honest consideration about, among other things. Not to be a brat, but as someone who was a student nurse myself once upon a time, I was intimately familiar with the curriculum, it’s demands and assumed (correctly) that students who study medicine had little time for much else.(more…)
Hey, WordPress clan. I thought we might try having a social tonight. If you are among the members of my blog’s community, I’d like to get to know you better.(more…)
By ‘I’ I mean we, as in my husband and I.
I want some of the good coffee you guys have down here.
For most people, Covid 19 and the resulting work from home order sent parents into a tail spin. Even for people who work from home with older children, they’re used to being able to send that child off to school or daycare, even if it’s just for a few days a week. Me? I was working from home with a baby/toddler hanging off of me since I started my online gig in 2017.(more…)
By now, I’ve been awake for a few hours. Yesterday was Mother’s Day and if we’re being honest, I spent it in bed. All of it. Right there is where my husband brought me coffee, showed me my gift and later brought me dinner. I roamed Netflix, social media every now and again and barely dredged up enough energy to respond to all the mother day wishes and make wishes of my own. Just barely.(more…)
Many of us dream of things going back to the way they were before, but do we understand that whatever is there waiting for us on the other side of SARS–CoV–2 is not like it was before? A time when “The Great Pause” of a world perpetually on the move will be thing present only in memory and history books; or rather on Search Engines?(more…)
*Read this in black and white with some sad music from the past*
There was a girl, who once could not bake. She had made a few attempts at cakes, but they always end up lopsided and/or burnt.
*Dramatically lifts veil*(more…)
Having seen my wife’s blog post about her first time traveling alone with our frisky three year old daughter, I’ve decided I will share my side of the story. The husband, left soaked in tears, I mean rain :-), in the airport.
Ok, now, first of all, we usually travel together, as a family. Even with two sets of hands and four sets of eyes, Sio is incredibly slippery and I knew for a fact, based on past experiences that at some point in the journey, she would give up on walking. She’s now three, perfectly capable of handling herself but when she says no, that’s it.
The other day, the need arose for Sio and I to travel alone. Up until that time, we traveled as a family. My husband was a tad concerned, asking numerous times if I was sure I’d be okay mostly because our child is frisskkyy! In addition, she behaves like a banshee when she’s tired. Well, going solo definitely wasn’t my first choice, however, it has to happen some time, right?(more…)