Sometimes I find it challenging to sit down in this new (to me) blog and write. My writing muscle hasn’t been used in a while aside from the various things I write about health care, the health care system (in Canada), post-secondary education, and researchers for my day job. As a result, I find myself struggling for things to write about. I still feel the ‘itch’ to write, and so here are some random thoughts to keep this blog from going stagnant.
My life centers around my daughter, but I don’t want the details of her life on display in such public ways anymore. Of course I will write about her – I always have and I always will, unless she requests otherwise. But the details of her days are not for public consumption anymore. That said, she has officially graduated from preschool and will begin her elementary school career in September. When she walks through school doors in September, she will be a junior kindergarten student. Here in Ontario, the kindergarten curriculum is play-based learning in a culture of inquiry. It is also a 2-years long, hence the ‘earlier’ start in comparison to schools in the United States. In Evelyn’s case, her junior kindergarten year will be instructed in English, and her senior kindergarten year will be instructed in French. Canada is a bilingual country and children who are bilingual grow up to be adults who get far more job opportunities (and better pay!). As a single parent living in a city with a high cost of living, it isn’t financially feasible to unschool/homeschool/world school Evelyn, though I do carry around dreams of that in my back pocket.
Speaking of dreams (come true), Bri is coming back to visit this Sunday. We saw each other less than 3 weeks ago but you would not believe how agonizingly long 2.5-3 weeks can feel when you’re missing someone so much. To give you some idea, imagine how Friday afternoon feels at work. It’s painfully slow, right? Like claw your eyes out “every second feels like an hour” slow. Multiple that by 21 days and you have some idea of how slowly the time ticks by.
When we first met, I pulled our astrological synastry (compatibility) chart. One of the things it confirmed for us is that we are meant to create things together. We didn’t need Astrology to tell us that – we’ve been doing it for about a year now, anyway. We have a couple projects well underway, including Sensory Share – a website for all things Sensory Processing Disorder. Bri writes, I do the editing, we both do the website design “stuff” (official term).
Another exciting project we’re working on is a children’s book. We wrote it together and Bri is working on the illustrations. If I were to do the illustrations it would be a series of stick figures that all look the same(ish) and I’m fairly certain my 4-year-old could do better than I could. We’re excited to share the finished product with everyone when it’s ready. Hint: it’s the story of two girls on a beach adventure. The characters were inspired by two little girls we love very much.
Speaking of creativity – I’m gonna have to dig down deep to find some for the next oh….I don’t know…11-14 years for packing Evelyn’s lunches.
Check out this cool lunch box I bought for Evelyn’s lunches at summer (day) camp and kindergarten. It’s called a Yumbox.
Her preschool has always provided lunch and snacks, so packing is all new to me. This bento-style box made the most sense. I am not excited about packing snacks and lunch, but I am excited about how cool it all looks and how I suspect it’ll last a couple years (if we don’t lose it), so it was well worth the investment. Fortunately for me, my best friend loves cooking/baking/getting creative with feeding the kids, so she has agreed to pack at least for the first week of camp.
Oh, and Evelyn picked out this case to carry it around in.
I am an intersectional feminist trying to raise an intersectional feminist and so yeah – most princess stories and symbolism make me cringe. But – this is Evelyn’s style, and I am not going to resist it. For now, I encourage her to make up her own stories that don’t involve a prince or a male doing the heroic work. I cringe at the premise of most princess stories, but we also read plenty of female-heroine type stories to (hopefully) counteract the notion that women/girls need to be rescued by males. Besides being very pink, the castle on this case could be home to two independently strong lesbians for all we know. Overthinking about a lunch bag? Yes, yes I am.
So readers – does anyone else pack bento-style lunch boxes for your kids? I’d love some ideas/inspiration!