Hey everyone. I’m taking a break and I just wanted you to know….this has been fun!
You ask a good question, and there is a good answer. My baby, Achinoam, got really really sick. She somehow got this disease called HUS. No one knows where it came from, but it originated from (sorry to be graphic) a gastro-diarrhea-stomach infection. Her diapers also had blood, which led the doctor to think she had shigella. We gave her the necessary antibiotics and thought we were on a good path to recovery, but by Shabbat morning, she wasn’t getting better. She was crying a lot and totally lethargic. I had spoken to my dad (a doctor) before shabbat and he had said to watch out for dehydration. I realized that she hadn’t had any wet diapers since the previous night and I decided to take her to the hospital right away.Continue Reading »
I haven’t had so much blogging time this week with the upcoming Bar Exam and shigella (uck) running rampant with some little people around here, but I wanted to get this recipe up (like I promised off the weekly menu). Also for Aunt Adena, who’s been bugging emailing me for it for some time (I’m a bit of a procrastinator with emailing recipes- not my strong suit). Anyway, it’s the best challah ever. I’ve tried a lot and this one is the winner! (for now…) Try it even if you’re not a baker. You’ll love that you did this yourself and it comes out so good, you’ll be getting compliments galore! Continue Reading »
I’m just sitting here wondering if I can stop time and keep you at this age forever? I love that I can hold you and squeeze you and you don’t run away. I can make you laugh by just looking at you. Even though you are one of 3, you are yourself. You love being part of the gang, but you are also independent. You love looking at people, shmoozing, and making eyes at them. You’d rather be 3-years-old than 1 year- I can tell because when your siblings go to school each day, you try to jump out of your seat too. But if I kept you at this age, I would never know what you want to say when you babble and scream. I would never know if you actually like wearing tutus or if you wear them because Miss T puts them on you. I can’t wait to see what you turn out like- whether you’ll be a doctor, zookeeper, or an artist. I know for sure that you are indescribably sweet, and exceedingly smart. I am savoring watching you grow. You are one of a kind, my beautiful girl, and I love you.
I decided recently on a career change. I need something less intense (right now) than doing intense psychotherapy with girls with eating disorders. I know a lot of people have said to me, “Wow. That is such an interesting field”, or “Your job has such meaning.” And I do admit that it was fulfilling, but also gut-wrenching. It’s just hard to be an Imma and worry about your clients and your children at the same time. The lines get very blurry and since we just moved, I am taking a natural break. I need some space to think about it. For now, I decided I would like to do something intellectually stimulating but less emotionally draining.
Hi Everyone- I’ve been trying to figure out my content here recently and I realized I’m just going to write about what I know. That may seem obvious, like the post below, but it’s not so obvious when you start out blogging. Even though this is all for fun, if you like what you read, please let me know! Heregoes:
This might seem like a really obvious topic, but honestly, I wish someone went through this with me three years ago. These five adjustments can make things a whole lot easier and the stress you save for yourself, priceless. Continue Reading »