The instincts thing is interesting. I may have told you in comments before that you seem to have good parenting instincts. (I got that compliment once and was flattered and now pass it on when I think it's appropriate.) Now I feel sheepish ... but your blog persona comes off as so natural - like your reactions to the girls / circumstances are totally knee-jerk and thus a product of instinct - not carefully considered manoeuvres. Anyway, you (at least the you you present here) seem to rock it! And if it isn't instinct, then bravo, because that's harder :-) I like Eddie Bauer pants - the Blakely / curvy fit ones. They're a work wardrobe staple for me. RE: Dr. Google: I tore my calf muscle a few weeks ago (step) - finally went to the physio last week ... I wasn't doing anything outright wrong before PT, but there were some things I wasn't doing at all that he showed me that will speed my rehab. And he has all those different ways to manipulate the muscle (ultrasound, the electro- thingamajig) that Dr. Google never mentioned ... food for thought (HAHAHA!) ...

Totally not laughing at you! I would *LOVE* that tour! We did a behind scenes kitchen tour on our cruise (Princes; to Alaska) and it was a highlight. I totally get it!

I'll add my voice to the chorus of don't obsess / kids are resiliant ... we moved from Seattle to Australia when my DD was 6. We billed it as the big adventure that it was. We didn't do any of the above re: her room / bed / stuff because our stuff came on a container that took 3 months to get here. So, we lived in a temporary furnished flat and then moved into our house with NO FURNITURE for weeks. ALL we had was what we brought on the plane and what our new friends loaned us. My DD slept in a sleeping bag in a refrigerator box (her perogative). My point: kids typically with roll with it. I think we project our fears and obsessions and devise coping strategies that *WE* assume they need. They mostly just need to be with you and know it is all good. Unless your kids are supersensitive and really change averse, they'll be fine. (I don't have advice for those kids, since mine is evidently not one.) Some of the more macro decisions we made were in re: when to leave based on the school year: we left just as her friends were going back to school at the end of summer and arrived in time for us to pick her new school and go for a day to make some friends and collect phone numbers for play dates during 2 week school holidays. Then we spent those holidays visiting parks, cafes and having little adventures. We put her back in the grade she had finished (K equivalent) for 1 term so that it was easy academically and she could focus on making friends and learning the Aussie ropes.

This site has good info about talking to kids about sex: http://www.birdsandbeesandkids.com/ I explained the basics when Z was about 5 (i.e. before she was old enough to be embarrassed or squeamish about it) and gave her the book "It’s So Amazing! A Book about Eggs, Sperm, Birth Babies and Families" - which talks about *all* the various ways families can be made. I know she reads it sometimes on her own b/c I find it off the shelf. IMO, it is better to arm them with the facts early - before they hear god knows what on the playground!

I've read it before and I'd read it again (and again ... ) - your's / Henry's continues to be one of my all time fave birth stories. Happy 8th Bday to Henry!

Have you read Barbara Kingsolver's "Animal, Vegetable, Mineral"? If was from her that I learned most of what I know about HFCS (and a great pizza dough recipe). I moved to Australia a couple years ago and I LOVE LOVE LOVE the relief of NOT having to read labels to look for HFCS! It just isn't in our foods here. (Sugar is ... but just plain ole sugar ... it makes standard grocery store cookies (sorry, "biscuits") seem like fancy Whole Foods versions.) What is so amazing is that in global brands (Yoplait yogurt is one I noticed when I was back in the US in June), they actually reformulate the US version to use HFCS instead of regular sugar; everything else looks the same - packaging, etc. ... just dif sweetener.

OMG, everyone take a deep breath. It is possible to have a fine year in K. My DD had a wonderful K year in an "ok" public school in an "ok" district in a large US city. I didn't participate in the choice angst - I picked the school we could walk to despite the fact that it wasn't "rigorous" or "alternative" or hip or fashionable or a popular choice among my cohort. My DD put on her little uniform and marched into the playground everyday and had a ball (and was reading by October, learned her "math facts" and a bit of Mandarin). I helped out in the classroom and went on a few field trips. It was a great experience all around. (She even - horrors! - got school lunch nearly every day ... I loved that she had complete control over what she ate 5 X / week and she loved punching in her PIN and picking her fruit and veggies from the salad bar.) We moved to Australia (Victoria) at the end of that summer and were in time for her to do a term of "Prep" (1st year of primary school, so, K equivalent). There was more play time, no homework, more critters in the classroom (mice! chicks! fish!), no academic pressure - it was more like my own K experience decades ago. So, yes, the edu system in the US - compared to many other developed counties - is fucked up and crazy-making ... but, you don't necessarily have to participate in the crazy for your kids to have a decent year.

Who needs $pecial tatts when you've got a Sharpie?! ;-) Seriously - I write my phone number in a discreet place on my kid whenever we're in a crowded place (festival, fair) and she knows to find a cop or mom with kids if she gets lost. Write on him with a Sharpie the first day of school and by the time it wears off, you'll be feeling more comfortable about the whole thing!

Amen sister! I used to live in Seattle, where only "diverse" schools (i.e. those in neighborhoods with non-white (i.e. poor) kids) have uniforms. Our neighborhood school happened to diverse – thus: uniforms. Some parents cited this as a reason for not picking this school (can you say "red herring") ... that due to the uniform policy, their super special snowflakes would lack for creative self-expression outlets. Oy. My daughter went through at least 3 costume changes a day in Kindergarten – uniform notwithstanding. (And yes, tights *are* a great vehicle for demonstrating flair!) Now I live in Australia where EVERY SINGLE SCHOOL - public, private, rich, poor, "diverse", homogenous – has a uniform policy. And believe you me, Aussie kids are just as self-expressive as Yanks!

I remember that age ... a couple days a week she would play, play, play ... a couple days I would go up and find her sprawled on the floor asleep wearing bits of dress-up clothes with a trumpet in one hand and a stuffed animal in the other. On days she stayed awake, about 1/2 the time she would then fall asleep JUST as I was pulling in to the parking lot at the Y for a late-afternoon step class. Sigh. But oh the cuteness!!

(Right, no need to click through the see my banner - there she is!)

I live in Australia (moved here from Seattle) and kids are REQUIRED to wear WIDE brim hats in terms 1 and 4 and most kids wear "rashee" tops at the beach / pool. Some kids wear swim HATS. (Take a look at the photo of my DD in my banner for the school uniform hat - serious sun protection.) Plus, most playgrounds have shade sails over them. The sunscreen we used is an Aussie brand (Cancer Council) so it isn't EWG rated. Go buy hats!!

Not to sound like a know-it-all ... but, by the way, a baby 'roo is called a "joey" :-) I'm American but live in Australia ... I LOVE seeing joeys in their mama's pouches. The best is to see them actually hop in. (Think of how we humans struggle with slings and bjorns!) We've got lots of "nature farms" where you can go pet and feed roos - they are very sweet, normally.

ITA with @kakaty: "Why is it that in most families that when the dad travels it's no big deal but when mom does it causes mass chaos?" Anyway, my DH travels a TON and my DD and I have special routines and traditions we only do when he's gone. I did a stint of M-W in another city for about 6 weeks last year. It was stressful getting ready, but once I got into the routine it was fine. Carry-on only for sure. I stayed in the same hotel every week and they kept a bag of stuff for me (an extra pair of shoes, a fleece, yoga pants, coffee press, etc.) so I didn't need to bring the same stuff back and forth every week. I would wear a black sheath dress (an old Jones NY one I got as part of a suit set years ago - great fabric that the wrinkes fall out of) with a jacket and pack a dif jacket, dress pants and a top or two. Sometimes I would leave my business clothes behind with the hotel for drycleaning. I always keep a toilet kit packed - duplicates of everthing all ready to go in there so there is no danger of leaving something behind in unpacking and repacking. I always had my laptop, so I would call home on Skye in the PM during their dinner. I did get little giftie things (LITTLE, like a lip balm or Pez or Mr Men book). I have one of those 4-compartment tupperwares that I would pack almonds, cheese, crackers and carrots in plus I'd bring an apple. I'd get a Boost smoothie at the airport. Again, the anticipation was way worse than the actual event(s). My DH did fine as 100% sole parent for those days each week - even got her hair into a neat ponytail for school. Not to make it sound as if this was an unexpected miracle, but sometimes it is assumed that Dads just can't hack it alone and it is bullshit (or, should be).

Oh, BTW, if your coffee maker doesn't have a built-in timer, you can get a timer that plugs into the wall that it plug in to and it is just the same. I MUST HAVE my coffee ready when I stumble outa bed! Plus lunchbox ready to go, etc.