Distract Us, Please!
On to the post I've been meaning to write about this time each of the last two months. I keep putting it off because I don't have the time to sit down and write the thoughtful, detailed post I want. But the idea of NaBloPoMo, at least for me, is that I can't wait for the perfect moment; I just have to do it.
Cait and I have discovered that the secret to staying awake on long car trips is to have difficult conversations. The distraction and emotionally charged discussions are more invigorating than a grande extra shot Americano, at least for me, and it serves the double purpose of getting some unfinished business addressed. It's how we finally decided to have a commitment ceremony, what we would do about last names, and narrowed down our prospective list of first names, among other things.
We are having some trouble staying awake these days (damn Daylight Savings - artificial construct that is meaningless to toddlers!) but our more pressing need for distraction and
though-provoking conversation is due to the waning days of the TWW. So I am turning to you, friends in the computer. Help keep our minds off tests and the contents of my uterus, and ALSO help me wrestle with an ethical dilemma.
What do I do with all the plastic and Teflon and other potentially deadly everyday objects that I am trying to clear out of our lives? In particular, I'm concerned about the HUGE stash of Dr. Brown's bottles we have amassed. Landfilling them seems incredibly wasteful, but giving them away to someone else seems morally wrong: if they're too dangerous for my family, how can they be ok for another family? On the other hand, another family may not have money for any baby bottles, let alone the yuppie bottle du jour, Born Free. And then there's the arrogance of trying to "protect" the less fortunate, as if I have the paternalistic right to make decisions for them. I'm sure there are many other angles on this question, so please jump in and let me know what you think.