The Nomad Mum's Diary

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Friday, March 23, 2007

More bad news

Adam is not getting any better. Despite being on Antibiotics, neither his cough nor his health in general has improved. Worse still is the fever that rears its ugly head without notice, he's be perfectly fine one second and then in a matter of minutes he's burning and unable to stand up. This is happening at the rate of 3 or 4 times a day (and by day I am referring to the 24 hours). I can't get much sleep because I have to check on him all night. The good news is that when he is not feverish,... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, March 22, 2007

Mothers' Day Dilemmas

A sick child is bad news any day, but on Mothers’ day it is double the heartache. Adam woke up with a fever and I had to rush him to the doctor. He had developed a throat infection and had to be put on antibiotics. Max took us for a drive in the evening, gave me my gift (a gold choker) and we took a cake home. Still, I found difficult to enjoy the occasion. The only good thing that came out of all this was that I had a legitimate excuse to skip the social obligations of this occasion. See,... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Someone special

At 9 pm the phone rang, it was Dr. Yahya, my professor at art school. I was over the moon, after all, the man was not just a teacher who taught me the trade but a mentor who taught me to use my head. I had emailed him to complain that I have been trying to get in touch with him for several months now, but I did not expect him to take the trouble and call. For those of you who have only known Iraq as a war zone, this man exemplifies everything that is great about the people of this country:... Sign in to see full entry.

A new day

You know how they say that the darkest hours are those before dawn, well I experienced my darkest hours yesterday morning. The day started with the usual battle to convince Adam to go to the nursery, he kept complaining that he was afraid of the daycare and the kids and wanted to go to his granddad’s instead. I decided to send Adam with his dad hoping that he would be more persuasive, but when I called Max 20 minutes later Adam was playing in the shop. He said that he could not bear to see the... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, March 19, 2007

Depression Talk

It’s official: I’m depressed. I have no idea when or why this started, but things have spiraled out of control and now I can’t snap out of it. The laundry, the dishes and clutter have reached dangerous levels and I am either too tired or too cranky to attend to them. Even when I do, I end up creating a bigger mess than the one I started with. Yesterday, I was trying to empty the powdered milk can into smaller containers for easier storage. How the work surfaces and the floor became covered in... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, March 17, 2007

Helllllllllllllllllllp!

I really don't know what has gone into me, but I can't seem to find something worth writing about in my life. Is this the writer's block or Baby Blues? No idea! If anyone has a clue I would love to hear your thoughts. This is driving me insane Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, March 16, 2007

Safe and sound

Our friend Raada has lived in the block opposite my husband’s shop for more than 20 years now, and although the street that separates them is the busiest road in Lattakia she says that the sound that used to rise above all noise was that of my father-in-law. My late uncle used to quip that Max’s dad didn’t -and still doesn’t- need a phone to talk to someone in Damascus (360 Km away). Later, it was my husband’s voice that would echo through the neighborhood and he’d be merely whispering. Now, the... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Mind set

Most people think that my son’s name comes from the Bible, this may be true for the other Adams of the world, but in my case it is short for adamant. It wasn’t that I had hoped my son would be stubborn, I knew he would be. It’s in our genes, my mother is Libyan of Albanian and Ottoman descent, she’d rather die than budge. The staff of the nursery have just discovered that my sweet 2-year old lives by the same mantra. As I mentioned before, Adam had a week’s break from daycare and when he... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, March 12, 2007

Sleep dilemmas

Still no improvement on the sleep front. Adam has not recovered from the erratic sleeping of our mountain escape; he still wakes up at 5 am and expects me to join him in his crack of dawn activities. If it weren't for the cold medication he's on I wouldn't have had a single wink of sleep. I have reached the end of my tether, not only is Max not helping, he is actually taking sadistic pleasure in waking me up if I ever manage to doze off. Reasons have ranged from checking on me to see that I'm ok... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Home sweet home

What a weekend this has been! We returned from Alqastal yesterday, but I'm still feeling the effects. Max, Adam and my aunt who is visiting here from UAE had a fantastic time there. I was my usual gloomy postpartum self and the mountain retreat felt like a penal colony. The main problem was that Adam did not sleep much, he was so excited by the big outdoors he wouldn't go to bed till 1 am and then he would spring back into action at 5.30 in the morning. His adrenaline must have been sky high... Sign in to see full entry.

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