Tuesday, May 13, 2008

I Have No Problems

I have all kinds of cute things to report about Nutmeg, like how she stayed in her own bed ALL NIGHT last night and credits the help of her (now!) 3 bedmates, Genevieve the Friendly Ghost, Alphabadouble-u the Cat, and Pumpkin the Cornsnake. How Nutmeg now fearlessly jumps into the pool at swimming lessons and bobs right back up again, and, oh yes, Pebbles' ascent to the ponderous weight of 17.5 pounds.

But it's hard to revel in my own good fortune with what is going on in Burma and China right now.

I wanted to share this cute and funny Tribune article about mothers admitting their worst moments. But then I thought this was more important: NPR's wrenching eyewitness account of parents waiting for word of their children outside the rubble of a school in Sichuan. If you think you can't relate to poor people on the other side of the world, just think of this. You -- many of you -- are parents. They are parents. Ever pick your kids up from school? That's what they are trying to do, too. Except the school is now a pile of concrete and the kids are unlikely to get out alive, in part because, according to some kids who did escape, the teachers told them, "Don't move, don't move."

I also thought of complaining about how the people in my local Freecycle group are such curmudgeons that I lost the chance at a free radio for listening to Cub games outside because my kids were too tired of being in the car for me to pick it up from the giver's porch on time. Because apparently that radio sitting on his screen porch would have just exploded or rotted away if it sat there for one more day. And I am really annoyed at how my computer keeps crashing this morning, how I just missed the chance to be the FIRST commenter on Dooce.com because (I think) her site crashed just as I tried it.

Then I remembered, oh yeah, I have no problems.

It's not much, but all my blogging revenue this month will go to Myanmar and China relief efforts along with our family's personal contribution. Here are the places I'm considering for donations:

At the Mercy Corps Web site, you can designate a gift to either the China earthquake or the Myanmar cyclone, or "wherever most needed," which is what I would do.

CARE is one organization that was already in Burma before this disaster, and seems well positioned to help.

And of course there's always UNICEF.

These are times when I really can't explain how we got to be so lucky, how I spend my days with two healthy children whose safety is relatively assured if I can just be bothered to keep an eye on them. Consider a gift to those who didn't win the global jackpot as a little payment to ward off the evil eye. That's what I do.

And no, I can't really afford it either. But something tells me we'll get by even if our monthly budget takes a small hit from sending a few bucks to the other side of the world this week.


babyboyg said...

There is nothing like seeing other people's immense suffering to make you realize how lucky you are. It is important to be reminded that when my son is throwing his food and running in cirlces around me that I am lucky to have food to feed him and lucky that he is healthy enough to be a little rascal. Thank you for today's little dose of reality.
Thanks for the links, too. I am sure we won't suffer if we send a few bucks as well.

Sara said...

thanks for the great links!! sometimes it's hard to know where to direct your funds, so the little tips you gave are a big help!

True Mama said...

Really thoughtful post. I am tempted to send it to my sister-in-law, who is married to a doctor making almost $200,000 a year and was actually ANGRY that they did not get much of a stimulus check.