Goodnight Mom

In early August, we packed up our belongings and moved out of the Fishbowl and into a 3-bedroom apartment on the other side of Oakland. That sentence completely oversimplifies it. Anyone who has moved a house full of stuff will know that it’s no easy task. And then you add two young kids into the mix. Chaos! While you’re at it, add in 3 covid infections. Stop!   That was our moving experience.  Yikes! A few weeks before we moved house, Max tested positive for Covid. We were grateful that he had no symptoms. But we really hadn’t expected to have a toddler home during crunch time for packing up the house in preparation for the move. It sucked our time and our energy. We also knew that this time, it was much more likely that Steve & I would also get Covid (when Max had Covid in Sept 2021, we didn’t catch it) . And sure enough, we did. Preparing for the Move We didn’t want to tell Max too early about the move, because he may not have understood it. A week before we moved we ...

First of all, it is so much harder to find time to write now that I have two kids! I've decided I'm going to try my best to write shorter posts more often! Here's a post about my trip to the UK back in May that I've been writing on and off for months! ---------- I was on an airplane, traveling at over 400mph, somewhere over Greenland. Max pulled away from my grasp. He wanted to explore. I wanted him to sit down and sleep. I wanted his brother Nico to stop crying. I wanted a break. BAM! He slipped from my hand. His chin hit the metal arm of the fold-away video monitor on a front row seat. His cries filled the plane as blood filled his mouth. How on earth did I end up here with Nico on me in the carrier and Max on my hip, blood dripping onto his shirt? A week earlier… A text came in from my Dad in our family group chat on WhatsApp. “For those able to get here: on the afternoon of Saturday, 7th May there will be a BBQ with special guest the Revernd Alan Wilcocks and his w...