Cancer Survivor, writing about Health and Fitness as you age

The elusive textbook. Lucas comes home with various worksheets to do as homework, and as I look at the work, I can get an idea of what they are doing in school, but it is not the same as having the textbook at home with me to look at the ideas, presentation, examples, etc. contained in the books. Right now, I can help him with his homework, but even so, I find that I am very cautious when clarifing a point to him because I don't want to get him confused.  What if I am telling him something different than what he learnt in school? How do I know the "right", "better" or "current" approach to the topic?  This school system where the kids have textbooks in school, but do not own them or don't bring them home with them, makes me very uncomfortable because I'm not confident that I know what they are covering in class or how.  I was thinking about this because of recent confusion in the schools (in Texas) about history texts and what they inclu

This post is about how we carry things around with us that we may not even realise, so even though I will be talking about my job search, it is really about what my search revealed about the emotional baggage I was carrying with me. When I first came to the US from my little Caribbean island, I stuck with working for big companies (and by big, I mean internationally-recognized names). When I started my job search this time around, I started in the same place - looking at big companies. This, even though I learnt so much and made so many friends from the only small company I've worked for in town - NetQoS, the best small company I could find at the time.  I still went back to look into big companies.  Now why is that? It has taken me many, many years to figure it out, but I had an epiphany this time around.  The bottom line is when my parents and my family ask me where I work, I want to be able to say a name that they recognize. I want them to be proud of me, and they don't

I love it when Liam shows me by his actions and his words that he is attached to me, it makes me feel warm and full, but not when it is 2:00 am, or when I am about to leave for Book Club and he is begging me to stay. Liam has just turned three and is very attached to me, and most times I don't mind, but sometimes, I wish he would be less attached. I remember when we (and by this I mean me), were looking into the idea of a family bed or co-sleeping before he was born.  There were some who felt that the closeness and always being there when your child needed you made your child very secure and was reassuring.  Now that he is 3 I wonder if him wanting me, and me staying when he wants is simply reinforcing a bad habit.  My doctor would say "Yes!". It is the same action, (him wanting me around)  but the view of the action and my reaction could be different depending on which camp I'm in. So should I continue to reassure him for as long as he needs? Or do I just rat