Reflections on the First Day of School
August 25, 2011 at 2:20 pm | Posted in Relationships, Shoes | 2 CommentsTags: Crocs, Family, Kids, Madeira, school
By Dr. Paula Bloom
“Do you need some tissues?” “Are you feeling sad?” “Isn’t it hard to think that your kids are growing up?” I answered with a smile, but in my head I was thinking, “No. No. And no.” These are the questions I was asked as I walked my 6-year-old to his first day at his new school (my husband took our 9-year-old to the bus). There were parents taking pictures, consoling each other and struggling, more than their kids seemed to be, with letting go. The school even offered a coffee talk for parents called “Cheers and Tears.” Even though there was free coffee and food (I’m not one to turn these things down!) I purposely chose not to attend.
As I walked back to my house (yes, my child’s school is next door which means we are finally considered “walkers!”), I asked myself, “Why am I not feeling all these feelings like those other parents?” Luckily, I’ve gotten better at recognizing that whenever I begin comparing myself and my feelings to others, I need to run interference. Very little good comes from comparing ourselves to others. There is no right way to feel (even we shrinks need reminding.)
I’m a real sap, or so I’m told. I cry at weddings, tv commercials, movies, books and even have been known to get tearful when looking at an amazing sunset or a stunning sculpture. Sometimes when I catch the sight of my kids sleeping it brings a tear to my eye. Beauty touches me. But, for some reason, the first day of school doesn’t bring up tears or longing for time to stand still. I think it’s the combination of my kids getting older and me getting wiser, or at least I hope I’m getting wiser. Of course, when my son pushes me away when I hold him too close or for too long telling me, “Mom, I’m not a baby anymore” I can get a bit emotional. Then I realize that my job is to raise adults, not kids. His need for independence trumps my need to keep him close. When he does need me to comfort him I try to be there. And, being really honest, I enjoy the opportunity.
I looked forward to sitting down for dinner and hearing about their first day of school. I was expecting an, “It was fine” or, “we didn’t do anything” (sound familiar?), but I wanted to allow some balance between my need for information and their need to not relive their day.
I got a text from my mom asking how their first day went. So, as I do most mornings, I talked to my mom and let her know. She raised an adult but I’ll always be her kid.
How have you handled the first day of school with your kids? Let me know what worked for you.
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Climbing the Eiffel Tower
August 11, 2011 at 10:05 am | Posted in Shoes, Travel | Comments Off on Climbing the Eiffel TowerTags: Crocs, Dansko, Eiffel Tower, France, Paris, Teva
By Dr. Paula Bloom
I just returned from my first trip to Europe. I’ve dreamed of going to Paris since I was a little girl and my desire intensified after four years of studying French in high school. While books and teachers can tell you about the history, the culture, the art and the food there’s nothing quite like wandering the streets and stumbling on quaint neighborhoods and smelling the fresh crepes, stinky cheeses and (my least favorite smell) cigarette smoke.
(On a side note: I had heard that the French liked to smoke but nothing could have prepared me for the amount of smoking we’d encounter. My children are exposed to so much public health anti-smoking information that it was kind of tough to let them be exposed to the cigarette smoke. It ended up sparking some really good conversations with the kids about why people do things they know are bad for them and the concept of addiction.)
For the first few days we had some lovely weather, but as the trip progressed the weather got colder and very rainy. Luckily, I had heeded the advice my mom has always given me about travel, “Paulita, it’s all about layers.” I had shirts, lightweight sweaters, scarves and a raincoat that got me through beautifully. Unfortunately, I had pretty much only packed warm weather shoes all of which were comfortable, some of which were waterproof (Crocs and Tevas) and none of which kept my feet dry. One of the first things I did upon returning was to buy a pair of rain boots. I just got my Dansko Vail Rain Boots in the adorable black frog design 2 days ago and I LOVE them. Can’t wait for the next rain storm so I can wear them!
As we prepared for our trip and asked the kids what they wanted to do in Paris their first request was to climb the Eiffel Tower. When we arrived we were told that you really should buy tickets in advance, since the lines can be about four hours long to ride the elevator up. We hadn’t really planned ahead. On our last day in Paris we decided to try going. It was a very cold, rainy and windy day and the lines were very long. We noticed one entrance that had no line. We investigated — it was the lines for walkers. Wait in the cold for a few hours in order to ride an elevator to the top or wait in no line, climb the 668 steps to the middle (that’s as far as you are allowed to climb) and take an elevator to the top? We took a family vote and off we went.
On the steps of the Eiffel Tower, sort of like mile markers on highways, there are numbers telling you how many steps you have climbed. By the time we reached the middle we were pretty tired. Every few minutes we’d take a rest, check out the view and then keep climbing. Finally, we saw the number we were waiting for: 668. The kids began cheering.
It was pretty spectacular to see the view of Paris from the Eiffel Tower, though probably more so with clear skies. The kids were excited to be up there (well, they were for about two minutes, until they started complaining about being cold and wet). We had arrived on Bastille Day and had, on our first day, seen the fireworks celebration at the Eiffel Tower. Our six days in Paris had come full circle.
From Paris we traveled to Copenhagen. Come back soon to read a future post about castles, shoe shopping and what it’s like to eat danish in Denmark.
Where did you go on vacation this summer? Did you pick a special pair of shoes? Let me know!
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