babying the big girls

While one of my children has never been seriously injured, the other one has been to the emergency room many times. We could talk about the iniquity of it all, but life is just like that: unfair. Our latest visit to the ER was for a nasty radius fracture—the result of a poorly-executed backbend walkover.

X-ray of a broken arm

Does every cloud have a silver lining? This white, broken one did. The sparkly silver inside of the story is that I was given a two-month do-over on my girl’s babyhood, which I rushed through the first time with an eye on the goal line of independence, for me and for the girls. When my kids were very young, I wasn’t one of those moms that relished every cute thing her kid does. I was annoyed most of the time (and still am) about how long it took to get ready to leave the house, the mess, the hassle of taking care of people other than myself. Of constantly being needed. In the tub I dumped water from a big plastic container over their heads while washing hair, just getting it done.

In the past couple of years the girls have both become more independent—getting ready for school by themselves, needing me less. Until the broken arm, I had basically become support staff. Thanks to gymnastics, I got an opportunity to care for my child again. Really care for her, not just make her lunch and help find her shoes. Life had to slow down to accommodate our reduced capacity for doing.

Bath time has become part of our ritual again. I gently wrap her cast in a plastic bag, securing it with the pink gymnastics scrunchy she no longer needs for practice. While washing her hair, I make sure no soap or water splashes on her face. I clean her feet. She has learned to write with her left hand and figured out how to maneuver the cast to dress herself. But I relish the times when she needs me to help her out, knowing that this little blip in time will soon be over.

Next week, my girl will get her cast off. And baseball season will start. And the pace of life will pick up again. I’m going to try to hold on to the slow time, if only fleeting.

pie fun(nel)

One of the best gifts I received for Xmas this year was from a dear friend who presented me with a pie funnel. What is a pie funnel? you might ask. Well, it’s a kitchen gadget worth owning, that’s what. Pie funnels, also referred to as pie birds, are a time-honored baker’s tool that have helped create {READ MORE}

keeping it light

So much has been going on in life right now. One kid with a broken arm, the other one (and me) getting the flu, and fighting with a stressed-out spouse have kept me close to home the past few weeks. This season, my theme is lightness. Light in spirit, heavy on love. I remind myself daily {READ MORE}

Shoe Organization How-To

It’s been about a year since I wrote about organizing my shoes. With the recent closet cleanout, and my teeny weeny footwear obsession, the shoes in my closet have changed. Time to reshoot my shoes and organize the boxes for easy identification. At the risk of repeating previous topics, I’m including a how-to for shooting {READ MORE}

selfie

Until recently, having my picture taken is not something that happens often. I am usually the one behind the camera. I have albums of photos of my family and friends, and I am in almost none of the images. But the iPhone has opened up a new world: the self portrait. The first time it {READ MORE}

LIC Flea & Food

Finally, a flea market à la Brooklyn Flea in my very own hood! Queens is not the hippest area of NYC, but the advent of this market in Long Island City is evidence that this borough’s hipness quotient is increasing. I visited the LIC Flea & Food when it first opened in its Long Island City location—a {READ MORE}

beacon, new york

The hipster hangout for those wanting city coolness without the city, Beacon, New York offers art lovers and foodies plenty to choose from. About 80 miles north of NYC and accessible via Metro North, Beacon is an easy weekend get-away for New York City residents. My pre-travel research revealed glowing reviews of local restaurants, galleries and {READ MORE}

homework help

Afternoons are homework time again. Listening to the woes of my friends with older kids reaffirms my own resolve not to take personal responsibility for my children’s school work. I know that I don’t want to battle with my kids over doing their homework. Or worse yet, do their homework for them. (Seriously, this happens—and {READ MORE}

painted deer antlers

Recently I saw painted deer antlers at the Brooklyn Flea Market. I think they look fantastic! So during my Montana visit I decided to pick up a few antlers and try painting them myself. Male deer shed their antlers every year starting around January, and grow new antlers in the spring. The antlers start out fuzzy {READ MORE}

biking, biking everywhere

I’ve been seeing these new installations all over queens: CityRacks! When I first arrived in New York, I lamented the lack of bike racks. Why are there no bike racks? I asked myself when I dropped my daughter via bike-plus-trail-a-bike at the Queens Museum of Art camp in the middle of Flushing Meadow Park. (You would {READ MORE}