Complaining about something*

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    This is not okay*

    I had something happen this morning that has bothered me more than I care to admit. I don’t typically share my political views online at all. There are a whole host of reasons why I don’t, but it’s just something I tend to avoid. Once in a while though, I will read an article or opinion piece that I find interesting, and I’ll share it on Facebook. Sometimes I’ll add my two cents in, sometimes I won’t. But I share them hoping to engage in interesting, respectful discussion around both sides to an issue. Most of the time, that’s what happens and I walk away feeling like I’ve learned something.…

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    The Return of HFMD*

    I only have time for a quick post today. Do you want to know what my last Google search was? I’ll tell you: “How to disinfect toys in bleach solution”. P was unwell on the weekend and had a bit of a runny nose and cold. As H also just had a cold, I assumed it was the same thing. Except when I went to change P just before lunch I noticed he had several blisters around his bum. I recognized them immediately and began looking at his hands and feet, which had a few tiny red bumps beginning to form. As I helped him eat his lunch, I noticed…

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    The Sparest of Spare Rooms*

    We had a “home day” today. We normally attend church on Sunday mornings and I don’t like to miss, but we were all so burnt out and tired that we decided just to take it easy. M still wasn’t feeling great and P has H’s cough of last week, so we thought we’d spare our friends and keep it to ourselves. Whenever we have a day to be at home, the kids call them “home days”. They count down each week to Friday when they know they and M (and now me I guess!) will all have two home days with no school or work. It was really nice to…

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    It’s Coming.

    I can feel it. It’s coming. The first wave of illness of the 2018/2019 school year is upon us. H started complaining that he wasn’t feeling well on Friday night. He was coughing a little, but we hoped it was just a wee bug and that he’d sleep it off with a good night’s sleep. By Sunday he was running a low grade fever and had developed a lovely little chest cough. Thankfully he sounds worse than he feels, and it’s been a battle to explain that while they sound similar, “wrestling” is not the same as “resting”. He isn’t terribly hungry, but he is still insisting that he’s not…

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    Secret Post*

    (I actually wrote this yesterday and meant to post it when I got home after work, but we had friends over for dinner and my day was non-stop until bedtime. At which point I lay down on the bed “for a minute” and woke up at 2 am, took off my make up, put on my jammies and went back to bed. I was a wee bit tired.) This post is secretly coming to you from work. I likely won’t be able to actually post it until later tonight when I get home, but for today I am the Special Education department head and my work schedule is simply to…