I don’t usually do New Year’s Resolutions. To me it is setting yourself up for failure. Until I read my friend’s first ever blog post. This friend, a former ESP for Bridget, has been present in my life for 6 years. We’ve run a frozen Muderella together and remained Friends. She is no longer Bridget’s ESP and yet here we are, friends. We never see one another, yet friendship remains. Then this month she began her first blog.
Her first post (When you are not even sure who you are anymore) resonated with me, and made me rethink my anti-Resolution stance. I know who I am. While reading her post I had an AHA moment. I realized that while I know who I am, I am not taking care of me. Therefore…. Continue reading
The other day a friend posted their status:
“When you arrive for an IEP meeting, and there is a literal car fire in the school parking lot”.
From the commentators on the status, you could pick out the ones who had been thru an IEP meeting and ones who sent their kid to the typical kindergarten.
My response: That’s one way to get your point across.
Another response: We usually just start with introductions. But a car fire sure sounds interesting.
Normal parent: WOW.
Bet you can pick out which was the parent who never went to an IEP. Continue reading
I have a running joke with my friends: Let’s run away and buy a private Island. On it we will build our true village. We will be surrounded by our “family” that gets us. No explanation needed. Just comfort and company. Continue reading
Funny how we spend the last weekend of December remembering how we spent last year, and the first week in January planning (or resolving) how to spend our next year. How to do better, how to be better and how to live better. Continue reading
I know your smart, it’s why I bring my child to you. However there are somethings they do not teach you in medical school that I think are important for you to learn.
Don’t tell a parent that what their child won’t do.
Do tell them that you are not a fortune teller. Continue reading
This is the season of celebration. Our children are looking forward to opening presents. They’ve been on school vacation, enjoying a break in the routine. For some of us it’s also the season of judgement and chaos. Continue reading
I was thinking about 2018, how I did not write as much as I should have. I should have been better a not just watching Bridget’s accomplishments but documenting them. Because 2018 was Bridget’s year.
She played on the playground.