Archive - 2017

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What’s in a Middle Name?
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Questions to Ask Your Child’s Teacher: the Sooner the Better
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The Influenza Vaccine: Questions Answered, Myths Dispelled
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Tweets About Twins
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Post #200: Honoring a Man who Completed His Bucket List
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A Child’s Blankie is a Cherished Friend
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Playing it Safe in Bear Country: a Few Stories From the Other Side
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What to Expect When Your Son Starts Puberty
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Rules of the Biking Road: Hand Signals
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Hooray for Summer (Exclamation Point): Steps to a Successful Break (Question Mark)

What’s in a Middle Name?

The other night, my husband sent himself a package to his mom’s house, one he will catch up with when we arrive for Thanksgiving.  To be sure to whom the package belongs, he included his middle name “Byron” in the name for the addressee. You see, his dad was “Charles Allen Black.”  My husband is “Charles Byron Black.” Punctuation saves lives; middle names add interest and depth to who we are.  They are a source of intrigue, prompting the ubiquitous question, in one form or another: So, what’s the “Z” stand for? Huh.  “E.W.”  Wonder what her middle names are?…

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Questions to Ask Your Child’s Teacher: the Sooner the Better

  As if summer didn’t commit its disappearing act yet again, here we are, facing down November, and I haven’t published my back-to-school post.  No, the dog didn’t eat my homework (at least not this time), and I don’t really think of myself as a procrastinator (my fault usually lies in being the opposite).  Honestly, it’s been tough adjusting to the new school year, and it still, a whole quarter down, feels like we are settling in.  Looking back, it was a bad omen when we shopped for the usual cache of No. 2 pencils (sharpened!) and three-ringed binders (four different…

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The Influenza Vaccine: Questions Answered, Myths Dispelled

(This post was originally published January 22, 2014, and has been updated for the 2017-2018 influenza season.) As the days grow colder the influenza vaccine rhetoric heats up, even at the most zen of locales, the yoga studio.  A few years ago I recall the discussion of who was ill and for how long infecting the air over the patchwork of exercise mats and the talk leading to a count of who got the flu vaccine, who did not, and the defense of their decisions. Back when I was a practicing physician assistant in Wisconsin, the misinformation about the flu…

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Tweets About Twins

A mother drops, (yes, drops) herself down next to me at a “Mother of Multiples” meeting.  She recently delivered babies seven and eight, twin boys.  You read it right.  Babies seven and eight.  I was already acquainted with this Wonder Mom as our husbands were colleagues, and was, needless to say, in awe of her ability to make babies.  Given it was four years of real effort to conceive my husband’s and my twin boys, I was (and still am) amazed by women who only have to think the word pregnant and bam!  They are with child.  Or children, in this case….

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Post #200: Honoring a Man who Completed His Bucket List

I had it all figured out.  Post #200 was going to be a little bit sad and a bit uplifting, steeped in parental poignancy.  And I was in rare form; I had the pictures ready to go before I even began a rough narrative.  (Photographs are normally an eleventh-hour pursuit for me.)  I was ready to write. But then life happened.  I haven’t written that particular post (but pics are waiting in the wings, though…yay); it will just have to wait.  Something else needed to be written and posted first, still sad, and also uplifting: Do not put off the…

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A Child’s Blankie is a Cherished Friend

  So well-loved it’s often transformed beyond recognition:  tangled shreds of a sickening brownish hue and still adored.  Sometimes tragically lost and never found, irreplaceable.  But sometimes the attachment is fickle; any soft square of material will do.   It can have its own persona, have a cute name, and even take its own adventures. What is this amorphous being of which I speak? The blankie.  Aaaahhh, the blankie. The cherished, most comforting “lovey” (psychology parlance for any item a child finds comforting) outside of Mom and Dad, is that bit of softness-to-cheek that children become so attached to.  …

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Playing it Safe in Bear Country: a Few Stories From the Other Side

  At 3 am we were awakened by a dull thumping-and-scraping coming from our garage.  In my half-awake haze I wondered why one of the kids would be up at this hour, and in the garage no less.  Then I heard slap-slap-slap-slap-slap! on the mud room door, and I realized my husband was up, making a ruckus of his own. There’s something in our garage, he said. My husband strode purposefully out of the room, and I was left confused as to where he thought he was going, if our garage was being rearranged (so it seemed) by someone who didn’t…

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What to Expect When Your Son Starts Puberty

  I am in awe of the transformation.  I am a little sad, too.  My younger son, born breech at barely five pounds, is becoming a man.  At age 12 he is hands-down taller than me, with a cracking voice, acne and, um, hair (more on that below…).  It boggles my mind, a glimpse into what is in store for his twin brother, who has yet to join him in this journey.  I decided to repost What to Expect When Your Son Starts Puberty from April, 2015, to help us Moms (and Dads, of course) navigate these changes, changes in our little boys that…

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Rules of the Biking Road: Hand Signals

    My family lives in a free-spirited town.  A place where you can’t say I’ve seen it all, but you regularly get a little closer.  Like the other day.  As my favorite barista was handing me a much-needed java, I spotted, making a bee-line across the local highway, a bicyclist pulling a child trailer. Even in my coffee-deprived state I was present enough to think OMG, that’s dangerous, then realized with relief that the trailer did not chauffeur a toddler but an oversized stuffed toy huskie.  An arthritic toy dog, who I swear had a look of frozen terror on…

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Hooray for Summer (Exclamation Point): Steps to a Successful Break (Question Mark)

    It’s here!  Summer break.  Honestly, my head is spinning the school year went by so fast.  And I feel totally unprepared.  So I dug up this post from 2015 (which also earned a repost last year) to help refresh my brain on how to (and not!) navigate summer with kids.  And I hope it helps you, too: Two years ago, as the school year drew to an end, I wrote a post that received some flak.  In Hooray for Summer? (In retrospect, Horrors, It’s Summer! would have been a fun title…) I described the difficult transition for parents, myself…

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