On Monday I told Patrick’s daycare that we were moving and his last day would be next month. It was a really sad conversation for me to have because the women who work there are such a blessing. They’ve cared for Patrick five days a week since he was three months old and have played a HUGE role in his life. He gets so excited when we walk into his “school” in the mornings and is a big ball of happy when I pick him up. I know he’s loved and safe there and I feel so thankful that we have the ability to provide that kind of experience for him.
Last Friday we spent the day visiting potential daycare centers in Philadelphia. Jason was responsible for chasing Patrick around while he explored the spaces / toys / people and I was responsible for asking the questions. (Team work!) It was a surprisingly exhausting day but the whole process was actually a lot easier the second time around. I have a lot of feelings on the early childcare industry in this country but I struggle with how to articulate it here in this space. The short story is this: We are so, so, so fortunate to have the options that we do. We know that and we are grateful. We found a daycare for Patrick that I’m confident is going to be a great fit for all of us. We’re going miss our place in Brooklyn so much. They built a solid foundation and I cannot wait to see what my boy does with it.
And shifting gears: We bought a dining room table yesterday! This is the first piece of new furniture for our house and it’s BEAUTIFUL! Now I’m currently trying to convince Jason that wooden chairs are too matchy and we need to get metal chairs instead.
Are you (or anyone you know) in the market for a HUGE apartment in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn? Because I have one that will be available in June.
Here are the details:
3 bedrooms (one is very small and don’t have a closet) and a “den” room, which has no windows but two closets. I use this as my dressing room and office.
2 full bathrooms
Below market rent and no brokers fee
Bay Ridge is a very diverse and family friendly neighborhood with lots of green space, restaurants, bars, and shopping. It’s located on the R train and our apartment is one stop away from an express train into Manhattan.
Jason, Patrick, and I love living here. It’s been a wonderful home to us we and are sad to leave. (SO MANY MEMORIES.)
Message me if you’re interested. Serious inquiries only. We are out of the lease so we are not subletting the place. In fact, we’re under no obligation to help the landlord rent this apartment. It’s just such a nice neighborhood and a huge (CHEAP) place that we’d like to give our friends first dibs on it.
Do you ever do book reviews after you've finished? Would be curious to know your thoughts on some of the books you've recently mentioned.
I don’t usually do book reviews unless I’m really, really moved by a book. And even then it’s more of a “READ THIS BOOK IMMEDIATELY BECAUSE IT IS INCREDIBLE” rather than a book report style review. (So lazy. Does any1 curr?)
I just did a quick search through my #books tag and I found two summary style posts.
We are failing to treat this crisis with the urgency and mobilization of resources it needs, because as a Commonwealth, we are still not seeing this tragic epidemic for what it truly is. Addiction is a public health issue, but still carries the stigma of many of our outdated prejudices. Too many of us still view addiction as a character flaw, or a moral failing, or a failure that stems from poor parenting or poor values. These old attitudes borne over generations die hard, and exhibit themselves in subtle but obstructive ways. Because addiction is a health issue, it is just as if someone has diabetes, heart disease or suffers from cancer. The stigma of addiction traps us in antiquated thinking and prejudice, preventing us from radically changing our approach to prevent further destruction.
Our “old way” of thinking about addiction is costing us too much.
I’m starting to research childcare options in Philadelphia and it’s making me feel sad because I am dreading the day we tell Patrick’s daycare that we’re moving.
The woman who work there have played such an important role in our lives and I am so fortunate that our childcare experience has been positive, loving, and worry-free. Patrick loves going to “school” and is always so happy and busy when we pick him up.
I wish it was possible to have an exact replica of this experience in our new city.
It was a heartwarming moment of sportsmanship following a tough defeat. High school wrestler Malik Stewart squared off against Mitchell McKee in the Minnesota state wrestling championship at the 120-pound weight class and after a hard-fought match, he was eventually pinned by McKee. The match itself wasn’t the story, though — it was what happened just after.
This article was the perfect answer to the weird head space I was in this morning. (This video - The Three Most Damaging Words You Can Tell Your Son- + Day Light Savings adjustments + SNOW + coming off four days of solo parenting. = DANGER ZONE.)
Thanks for all the self-tanner recommendations. I ended up buying some Jergens Natural Glow - Three Days to Glow and mixing it with a little kukui nut oil. This is day three I’ve got a non-streaking, not too aggressive, little glow going on. So thank you!
I just (finally) finished The Love Affairs of Nathaniel P and I HATED it. I stuck with it because it wasn’t boring (and I had recently given up on The Woman Upstairs so I felt a little self-conscious that I picked to blah books in a row so I forced myself to finish) but I felt angry and offended and insulted most of the time I was reading it. Maybe that was the point? Also, I felt like these characters were so realistic. I know people like Nathaniel and fuck off, bro.
I am a total loss for what to read next. Actually, I”m reading a book for work next. But I need something to read for entertainment and am open to suggestions. No GOT and no Divergence. Whatcha got for me, Tumblr?
Jason is in London (actually, he’s currently at JFK but he will be in London all weekend) and which means I can’t watch the True Detective finale until Monday. (Ugh, love is so hard sometimes.) So I’m already mentally preparing for all the anger I’m going to feel towards social media starting Sunday night at 10 pm EST and ending when I’m finally able to watch it. (FB seems to be filled with the most egregious offenders of the NO SPOILERS PLEASE rule. But Twitter is a very close second. Everyone here seems to get it. Thank you for that.)
Patrick is transitioning out of the infant room and into the toddler 1 room at his daycare. He was in there yesterday when I picked him up and he thought he was total hot shit. He flipped out when he saw me, screaming “mama, mama” at the top of his lungs and running around showing me all the new toys and (and freedom) that he had. He was so proud of himself and it was adorable. My baby is a (little) big boy now.