Tonight as I tucked you in, I knew that this was going to be the last time I would kiss a sleepy infant good-night. Tomorrow night I will sing “Goodnight Willow” to a toddler. I shed a tear, not out some imagined grief over “losing my little baby”, but out of sheer wonder, amazement, and gratitude. How did we get so lucky? How did we get this far?
Thank you to the “Science of Mom” for writing this piece on vaccination. My daughter is about to receive her MMR vaccine and while we are thankful that vaccines exist to protect her, we are also so very happy to be able to protect those who are unable to receive vaccines.
Measles is back. The outbreak of this highly contagious viral illness that started at Disneyland in December has spread across the country and shows no signs of slowing. As of February 6, the CDC reported 121 cases in 17 states in this year alone, most linked to Disneyland. In 2014, we had 644 cases of measles in the U.S. This is a striking increase compared to the last 15 years, when we usually saw less than 100 cases in an entire year.
I’m sorry that so many people have been sickened in this outbreak and hope that it is reined in soon. This is no easy task given our mobile society and the fact that we like to congregate in places like Disneyland, schools, doctors’ offices, hospitals, airplanes, and shopping malls. Add to that the pockets of unvaccinated people where measles can easily spread, and we have a recipe…
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A lovely piece by a fellow blogger. Wishing all of the Angel Daddies and daddy hopefuls peace and courage this Father’s Day. You are not forgotten.
I lay in bed the other night, hands crossed over my heart and legs pin-straight, and thought of those words:
This is not about me at all, is it? This is all about you.
That’s what you said to me when I told you I wanted to have the procedure done. A procedure that would be risky, as any procedure is, but that might point us to what’s wrong. The answer to why our children are in the clouds and not here with us.
I was angry at you for saying such a cruel thing. So I went to bed in silence and didn’t tell you to sleep with God and dream with me like I always do. I didn’t kiss you or reach for your hand in reconciliation. I simply lay there, emotionally entombed, trying not to breathe too hard or feel too much as I waited for sleep…
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A wonderful post about a stay at home daddy by a blogger who is helping to break down daddy bashing stereotypes. Bravo.
A lovely blog post by a new mama. 🙂
A beautiful post by another blogger. She sums up perfectly some of the conflict I have felt this year when I have seen/heard the advertisements for Mother’s Day.
Today’s blog post was written by Judy Perkes, in response to “Good Baby”. It is shared with her permission for your reading pleasure:
When a child has been in a class for six weeks, a teacher is required to do a report card for the child. So here’s my completely biased one for Willow Mei.
“It has been a pleasure to get to know Willow during these first six weeks. While the first few weeks were a bit of an adjustment for all, Willow has steadily improved and is, without a doubt, absolute perfection now.
She has mastered all skills that have been introduced to her. She nurses with great consistency, eliminates waste with ease, has demonstrated the power of her voice and lungs and is continuing to develop muscle control of all her body parts.
Willow is learning, consistent for her age, to sleep for longer periods of time.
In the area of cuddling, Willow has excelled and demonstrated above level skills.
Willow has superb parental support and shows her comfort with her surroundings. She plays well with her classmates and willingly shares her toys.
To sum up, it is evident that Willow is performing at a Level 4 in all areas and I continue to look forward being with her in the future.”
May 1, 2014
Gramma Judy Perkes
(happily retired OCT member and proud honourary grandmother)