We call it the germs.
I don’t know about you, but my email, WhatsApp, Voxer, Instagram, Facebook, Twitter and Messenger inboxes are full of messages about what us parents can be doing during this extended Covid-19-related school break.
I am sitting in an airport lounge. Without my kids. It’s cold and flu season. One of the twins might be suffering from appendicitis (or a bad pizza). Schools are on strike. And as I write this, my daughter will be waking up and coming to my bed to discover I’m not there, for the first time in her life. I can’t imagine the scene that will follow.
It’s January, which means the kids are asking where we’re going. It’s the time of year we usually take off for some sun, sand and surf, and boy by this time of year, do we need the holiday.
Here are some of the best vacation spots we’ll be dreaming of this winter.
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This is the year. This is the year that I finally get my family’s finances under control. It’s been spinning out of it ever since we had twins—talk about a surprise! All of a sudden, we had jumped from a family of 3 to a family of 5, only our incomes had stayed about the same. Needless to say, our money stress shot through the roof.
Understood, that when Shawn Achor talked about The Life-Altering Power of a Positive Mind on Oprah’s SuperSoul Conversations podcast, and suggested saying three things you’re thankful for each day, he didn’t exactly have the morning school drop-off in mind.
I’ve become one of those moms. The kind that gobbledygooks her day’s worth of drama upon meeting you.
This past week, my son got a concussion at school. It was a Monday. We didn’t get to the hospital until Wednesday. It just wasn’t, I’ll admit, convenient for me.
Here’s an admission: I had never even listened to a podcast when I decided to create my own podcast last spring. And now I’m obsessed!
So I’m walking on the beach, carrying my three-year-old daughter who is tired after already following her older brothers for a half hour now on a Quixotic quest for a restaurant that we remember eating at that kind of looks like the piece of sand at the end of where the eye can see from where we were parked with our beach towels and snacks and minivan.