It’s been a busy September for the Buried clan!
Detective Munch started school, Mom and Buried and I went on a babymoon (I hate that word but I give up), and just yesterday we moved into a new, bigger apartment. Don’t worry, we’re still in Brooklyn.
Due to everything going on with the move, I’m unfortunately not going to have a Wordless Wednesday post for you today. I’m the worst. But I do have some other goodies to share, just in time for decorative gourd season!
It’s ridiculously easy for children to get hurt.
This is one of those truths that’s so obvious and terrifying that we try not to think about it too much lest we go insane with worry. Naturally, as Mom and Buried and I await Detective Munch’s new partner, I haven’t been able to keep it out of my mind.
The impending new addition has me stressing out about many things: having enough space, having enough money, having enough sleep, having enough quiet, having enough diapers. But mostly I’ve been fixating on how fragile little kids are.
Mostly because we’re moving to an apartment that has a second floor and I really don’t want to shell out for a new baby gate.
I’m not going to lie, I’m pretty nervous about impending baby number two.
While I’m excited to have a new child to mock for your entertainment, the thought of having to suddenly take care of a helpless baby again is not filling me with joy. The little I remember of the last experience isn’t exactly sunshine and roses.
Lots of late nights, loss of sleep, extra laundry, messy kitchen, the list goes on. But there was one silver lining: I caught up on a lot of my favorite shows!
Having kids is different for everybody.
There are some broad similarities, but when you get down to the nitty-gritty, nothing is exactly the same. We’re all different people, our kids are all unique individuals, snowflakes, etc.
But I don’t care if you’re rich or poor, live in New Zealand or Alaska, have one kid or twelve, there’s one universal constant to being a parent: you’re always tired.
Here’s one sleep technique I’m starting to consider.
Everybody loves teachers. I mean, not their students, but, ya know. “Everybody” loves teachers!
Teachers are a big part of our lives for a long time, for better or worse, and as a most of us end up loving one or two of them. Sure, we may end up hating all the rest, but by the time we are adults, and finally, truly realize how tough the job actually is, we can’t help but respect them. So when I was given the opportunity to write something about them for the Kronos American Worker Campaign, I jumped at it.
Except when I was watching the “1 in one hundred million” video series, it was a profile about a different job that jumped out at me.