Liz Stockwell

Liz Stockwell has a PhD in zoology from the University of Washington and lives in Burnaby, British Colombia. After experiencing the hectic pace of combined teaching, parenting, and academic life, she decided to be home with her two young children full-time. In her off-hours, she squeezes in writing projects (occasionally!) and enjoys exploring the forest and seashore with her family.

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May 22, 2012
Sometimes I can become so engrossed in a project that I forget to take a break.  Or I don’t realize that I’ve been sitting with terrible posture at the computer and have neglected to stop and stretch.  Before I know it I have an aching neck or back and can no longer work effectively.  Why can’t I just remember to take a break?
May 1, 2012
News of the unexpected death of a former collaborator has me thinking about my own life and my legacy. Where have I come from, where I am now, and where am I going?
April 10, 2012
Disney princesses got the boot from my seven-year-old last fall. It wasn’t long after she found she could read her giant pink Disney princess book all by herself that she declared it was stupid. “None of them wear pants,” she exclaimed.  “Except Jasmine and Mulan.  They’re OK.”  Note to self:  the princess phase only lasted a few years with no major repercussions, at least as far as I can tell. I’m glad I ignored every instinct to fight it and let her be. It was fun and no harm done (at least I hope not).
March 27, 2012
This is the time of year when the blahs set in. Winter is technically over, but teaser spring days followed by dreary rain, rain, then more rain make it hard for me to find my get-up-and-go. I shouldn’t be surprised because it seems to happen every year about this time.  Somehow this year is a little tougher than usual, though; 2012 has been a long year already, and it’s only just begun.
March 13, 2012
An ongoing labor dispute between teachers and the government in my province of British Colombia came to a head last week with a teacher strike. Although teachers were only out of the classroom for three days (after giving a few days’ strike notice), parents were sent scrambling to juggle schedules, arrange for childcare, and keep their kids occupied.
February 14, 2012
My daughter was surprised to hear that university professors don’t usually give each other valentines. In her world there’s a pink Valentine’s Day mailbox decorated with hearts on every desk, and everyone participates. There’s lots of peer pressure in her world to come up with the perfect valentine and not leave anyone out for fear of hurt feelings.  The expectations start with children and continue into adulthood, turning some of us into Cupid-hating curmudgeons, even while we continue to strive for the perfect celebration. 
January 25, 2012
Although I’m the same age my mother was when she packed me off to college, I’m still a long way from knowing what it will feel like to send my own children out into the big, wide world. I appreciate the wisdom of my fellow bloggers who write about their experiences with college-aged kids. Even though my oldest is only ten, I get little hints every now and then of what it might be like to see him off on a life adventure.
January 11, 2012
My cell phone chirps to announce a text message. The print on the little screen is big enough to read, but when I try to type back a message, my troubles begin. Never mind that I’m all thumbs typing with my thumbs and that I’m stymied by the irrepressible need to text using proper spelling and punctuation.
December 14, 2011
We just had our annual “Four Families” holiday dinner.  My husband says this name makes us sound like a crime syndicate or something, but it’s the affectionate way in which we refer to four families who met when our oldest children were in kindergarten together.
November 23, 2011
Our family recently attended a symphony concert. It was a matinee performance geared for families, and the sold-out concert hall was packed with moms, dads, grandparents, and squirrelly, dressed-up youngsters all eager to watch Bugs Bunny cartoons on a big screen with live orchestral accompaniment. A large, blank screen hung above the stage where the musicians warmed up and ran through tricky bits.

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