tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74370303497889767832024-02-19T10:59:38.916-06:00Eleanor Q.Life by the LakeBirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10283580073759431574noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437030349788976783.post-86343776001565812122014-03-06T11:22:00.004-06:002014-03-06T11:22:53.307-06:00A Day In The Life
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Birdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10283580073759431574noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437030349788976783.post-2403938869705672662014-01-16T20:41:00.000-06:002014-01-16T20:41:11.063-06:00Three (short, unrelated) Thoughts
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Birdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10283580073759431574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437030349788976783.post-53743138991844161952014-01-09T13:33:00.001-06:002014-01-16T20:41:45.298-06:00I Nursed. I Pumped. I Stopped. <!--[if gte mso 9]>
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Birdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10283580073759431574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437030349788976783.post-74760948617214168552014-01-08T11:53:00.003-06:002014-01-16T20:41:58.292-06:00Sundry's Year-End Quiz<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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Birdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10283580073759431574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437030349788976783.post-64698401777612416592013-10-30T14:50:00.001-05:002013-10-30T14:50:46.442-05:00Hopes and Dreams
Before Kindergarten started, Lou's teachers meet with all the parents individually to go over their "Hopes and Dreams" for the year. I scoffed a little at the title, feeling that it was grandiose and fluffy but I did appreciate the sentiment behind the meeting. I think parents and teachers should be on the same page at the start of the year so no one party has expectations that are Birdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10283580073759431574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437030349788976783.post-74813045712189807222012-12-19T12:11:00.000-06:002012-12-19T12:14:37.145-06:00It was a long week Part IIIDMS went with the carpool to school the next day to teach them how to give the insulin shots. I was coming later to see Lou be Shabbat Abba but I wanted to run some basic errands (like grocery shop) so that we could attempt to get our life back to normal. My parents were coming that weekend for B's party and I wanted to make sure that I had everything I needed before the weekend.
Walking around Birdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10283580073759431574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437030349788976783.post-18799944791805005472012-12-19T11:30:00.002-06:002012-12-19T12:14:37.144-06:00It was a long week, Part IIMy MIL was scheduled to visit last week anyway. I woke up on Tuesday, got B ready for school and waited for my MIL to arrive from the airport. At 8:15 I took B downstairs to the carpool and had to break the news to our neighbor. He was devastated. I told him I'd be in touch. I got keys from the doorman for my MIL and caught a cab to the hospital.
Lou seemed ok. Throughout all of this that Birdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10283580073759431574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437030349788976783.post-19923134581162193822012-12-19T11:12:00.001-06:002012-12-19T11:12:54.383-06:00It was a long weekI called the pediatrician on Monday, December 10. His behaviors the last few weeks had just been spiraling- everything getting more excessive and more unlike him. The drinking was non-stop, the peeing was non stop, the bed-wetting was every night (with more peeing and drinking), he was hungry in a constant, primal sort of way. He wasn't sleeping well. He looked ragged.
DMS was out Birdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10283580073759431574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7437030349788976783.post-91898112336919769772012-12-19T10:47:00.003-06:002012-12-19T10:47:48.343-06:00“All journeys eventually end in the same place, home.”
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Chris GeigerBirdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10283580073759431574noreply@blogger.com0