Thank You Again…

Greetings, my faithful readers. Those of you who have been reading this blog for at least the past month should be well-aware of the little saga involving a certain song (“Thank You”, by Lionel Bastos) I received for my birthday, a song that I’d been searching for on and off for eight years. Following that post, a number of people asked how they could hear...

The best-laid plans

When I gave birth to the Little One, I almost died. The pregnancy itself had been a difficult one. Questionable genetics combined with a bad obstetric history (and that would be putting it mildly) dictated that I would be watched carefully, and that we would always err on the side of caution. Once we cleared the initial genetic hurdles, I found myself faced with such issues as...

Reach out and poke someone

For those of you under 30, this post just might not be for you. You lot have always known what a fax machine was, and unless you grew up with a Mac, your computer always came with the Microsoft Windows operating system. Opening and closing virtual windows on your computer comes as natural to you as opening and closing real windows comes to us. When I was in elementary school...

My son the observer

My son the observer “Look, Mommy. Bubble crap.” “Ummm, no sweetie. That would be bubble wrap.” ********************** My son the language specialist “Mommy, do you want me to sing the Ben 10 song in English or Hebrew?” my son asked. “In English,” I replied. “You know I always like it when you use your English.” He...

The Greatest Thank You Letters

During the four years that I’ve been writing this blog, I’ve made no secret of the difficult path we traveled in our quest to have a child. Following a series of failed pregnancies and the loss of one son born too prematurely and with too many problems to survive, we turned to egg donation. Amazingly, we received offers to donate from a number of wonderful friends...

I’ve got the music in me…

At the Little One’s brit milah celebration, the Husband surprised me with a birthday cake of my own. My son was supposed to have been born on my birthday, but when the contractions began on the evening of May 26th, 2004, I knew that our birthdays were not going to be the same. He popped out shortly after 2am on the 28th, just over a week shy of my 36th birthday. Which...

My son the five year-old

The celebrations began two days ago with a field trip. As the Little One’s birthday falls on Shavuot this year (which begins today), we opted for an alternative sort of birthday party, taking his entire pre-school to the Old Courtyard at Kibbutz Ein Shemer. The kids harvested wheat, made flour (a very practical skill, no doubt), went for a tractor ride to the fields, and...

Running for Eshchar's Life

Eshchar Hochman, a 36 year-old father of two little boys, was diagnosed with brain cancer two years ago. During an operation to remove the tumor, Eshchar had a partial hemorrhage that rendered him paralyzed on his entire left side. Doctors said that Eshchar wouldn’t be able to walk again, but using astonishing strength, he can now walk using of cane. Unfortunately, the...

Plug for a good cause

While I don’t generally do the fundraising or promotion thing in this space, sometimes, something comes up that seems worthy of a mention. One of the best local English (and Dutch) language bloggers in Israel, Bert (Yonathan) of Dutchblog Israel, is raising funds for what he says is an ambitious project, which should result in an “extremely interesting, and...