Meri Perra blogs about the challenges she and her partner face in trying to raise their girls with feminist values
This is knowing laundry
We were hoping for scabies.
After months of mysterious bites, too many flea treatments on our dear cat, and some denial on the part of mommies, we were hoping for scabies. You know things aren’t great when: We were at the point where our poor cat needed a serious kitty detox and the humans were still getting bit. Our preschooler Rosa had it the worst. She’d get upset, and say, “I don’t like these fleas.” She was covered, and very, very itchy.
Ironically, Catherine, the only one in our family with allergies, hardly had any bites. Weird. I came second to Rosa in the bite department and our toddler Lileith had it worse than Catherine but less bad than me. Yes, we had the time to do the analysis.
