We were once American ex-pats exploring down under. Now we are Aussie ex-pats getting reacquainted with American life.
Friday, January 13, 2023
It finally happened...
Tuesday, November 15, 2022
The Magic Kingdom
Tuesday, September 20, 2022
September Optimism
We enter the fall with more optimism and less stress than last year. Occasionally, we receive an email or text about a potential COVID exposure, but that's no longer a big deal. You usually just take a rapid test and move on with your day. It finally feels like the pandemic may be ending, with our whole family vaccinated and continuing to update with boosters when possible. I'm disappointed with the local and nationwide vaccine rates for young children, but have simply accepted that we will make the best choices we can for our family and to do our part to keep germs from spreading in the community. We can only do so much, and can't control if other people choose to make short-sighted choices.
Since the summer, Penny has been at a school where she is no longer required to wear a mask all day. She is happier because of it, and I am happy with it too. Earlier in the pandemic I think it was necessary, and still now when we are indoors with people we don't know. But, especially for the youngest kids who are developing critical language and social skills, I think it has been long enough that the slightly higher risk is worth it to now unmask when they are around people they see regularly. And honestly, we all knew all the kids in the same class were all exposed to each other while eating and napping without masks anyway. Penny is currently loving school, making friends, and continuing to develop her physical skills. She did fantastic and surpassed expectations with her swimming abilities this summer, she can bike without training wheels, and even sew a button onto a piece of cloth at 4 years-old. She makes us laugh every day, comes up with creative projects, and astounds us with her memory of details from past events and discussions. We have a wonderful community of neighbors that help each other out and enjoy spending time together.
This year we have only done some road trips along the East Coast, and we have a few more coming up in October. I am looking forward to attending our first wedding since pre-pandemic times, as well as celebrating the milestones of family and friends again. We have begun the joy that is renewing Penny's passports, and hope that maybe we can travel internationally again towards the second half of next year.
It has been a long three years. It has been a hard year after a hard year after a hard year, but the light at the end of the tunnel is visible. I also like to think that even though it has been hard, we have weathered each difficulty as it has come, and done fairly well considering. I've kept my head down and done whatever I've needed to do, and I really do think that 2023 will be a very different year for us in a lot of ways. I am looking forward to all the changes on the way.
Tuesday, July 19, 2022
What Independence? Day
Saturday, May 28, 2022
Hymn for the Hurting
As a parent and educator, the recent shooting in Uvalde, Texas is horrifying and upsetting - mainly, because it was almost certainly preventable and unnecessary (as other countries have shown through their action in the wake of gun violence). What can I say that hasn't already been said? Nothing. Poet, Amanda Gorman, has such a way with words, she says it better than I ever could...
Credit...
From the New York Times:
By Amanda Gorman
Ms. Gorman is a poet and the author of “The Hill We Climb,” “Call Us What We Carry” and “Change Sings.”
"Hymn for the Hurting"
Everything hurts,
Our hearts shadowed and strange,
Minds made muddied and mute.
We carry tragedy, terrifying and true.
And yet none of it is new;
We knew it as home,
As horror,
As heritage.
Even our children
Cannot be children,
Cannot be.
Everything hurts.
It’s a hard time to be alive,
And even harder to stay that way.
We’re burdened to live out these days,
While at the same time, blessed to outlive them.
This alarm is how we know
We must be altered —
That we must differ or die,
That we must triumph or try.
Thus while hate cannot be terminated,
It can be transformed
Into a love that lets us live.
May we not just grieve, but give:
May we not just ache, but act;
May our signed right to bear arms
Never blind our sight from shared harm;
May we choose our children over chaos.
May another innocent never be lost.
Maybe everything hurts,
Our hearts shadowed & strange.
But only when everything hurts
May everything change.
Wednesday, April 27, 2022
Feeling Lucky?
COVID has finally come to the neighborhood (again). We went to a children's birthday party this past weekend, and two days later the birthday boy had a positive COVID test. Since we have an unvaccinated child under five, she has to stay home from preschool until she gets a negative PCR test five days from exposure. The results from the test probably won't be back until Friday, so she is likely home all week. She has so-far rapid tested negative. Mike is away on his first short business trip since the pandemic, so I have to stay home from work through Wednesday. I am lucky to have a job where I have saved up leave, so it's not a hardship. But, it is tiring to still deal with this, when all children who are vaccinated can often return to school sooner after an exposure or even after getting a positive COVID test. We acknowledged this was a risk when we decided to take Pen to a party, and we have been relatively lucky for a long time, so it just seems like it's our turn again.
All that being said, my right eye stopped twitching after three days away from work, so I guess that's a bonus. I have also had more time to cook nicer meals and get chores done, instead of getting takeout and piling everything onto the backlog list. Since I can't currently work from home, there's no pressure to get anything work-related done. I'm sure I'll be behind in a few things when I get back, but nothing big.
It's nice that the older Penny gets, the longer her ability to sustain her independent play. If she is really into a scenario with her dolls or sensory play (like play doh or kinetic sand), she can happily play for an hour and a half. At the beginning of the pandemic, she had just turned two, and she could last maybe 10-20 minutes, tops. At this point, she's probably as used to going to school as having "stay home days", so it's no big loss or treat. She misses her school friends a little bit, but she is mostly content to be in our space and in our yard, cycling through different activities. She is quite independent these days, and can certainly dress herself and get ready in the morning and feed the cats.
Lately, I have been planning a few vacations in the next many months. It's nice to slowly build the list of things to look forward to again, even if COVID will still affect some plans. Everything feels like a little gamble.
Thursday, March 24, 2022
February and March Happenings
In February, we were lucky enough to be able to travel up to Vermont and spend time with family. Penny learned to ski, had some quality time with her cousins, eat fresh creemees, and we enjoyed time in the hot tub. She was so ready, in fact, that she put on her swimsuit under her ski clothes - just so she could throw them off when we returned to the house and go straight in. I celebrated a birthday at Lawson's Fine Liquids (I actually got to go out to a brewery and spend a brief time with adults! What a luxury!). Michael and I also got a little bit of time on the slopes together for the first time since before Penny was born.
At the beginning of March, we celebrated Penny's fourth birthday. Because of the pandemic, we tried to have smaller separate celebrations, but they were bigger than last year. Her main outdoor birthday party actually grew to about 40 people, and was super fun and exhausting. We stuffed our faces, the kids moonbounced, some of the grown-ups played knockout. It was a good time, and almost felt like the before times for, the most part. We then had a smaller party for Penny's school friends the next day, and a small birthday takeout dinner with family.
Penny's little buddies, the cheeky sharks, also visited for the week and got up to some antics while she was a sleep. They started coming last year during the pandemic, as a way to extend her birthday and make it special when we couldn't see many people. She currently believes that they are magic and live in the pipes in the walls.
So, we keep on trucking - waiting for a vaccine for children under five. We try to live our lives, but they are still altered. We make plans with a grain of salt. Supposedly, there have been promising findings recently, but they have said stuff like that before. So, I will believe it when we actually have an appointment for Pen. Things are looking better than they were a year and two years ago, in terms of COVID.
As for the potential for WWIII, not sure yet.
I just go into each day trying to be positive and hopeful. Sometimes, it's a big try. Sometimes, it's not.
