Different perspective
Monday, February 28, 2011
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365 Challenge #26
Friday, February 25, 2011
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Best Buds
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
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Friday, February 18, 2011
365 Challenge #18
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Ah Parenting Tips
I found the following article here:
Most Irritating, Least Helpful Parenting Tips Ever while I was checking my email.
I had to laugh (yes, I have been given several of these tips). It reminded me of when I was nine months pregnant, and people (especially strangers in the grocery store) would say "Are you STILL pregnant???"
I always wanted to reply very sarcastically, "No, I had the baby last week....I just look this huge all the time." But of course, I never did....
Most Irritating, Least Helpful Parenting Tips Ever while I was checking my email.
I had to laugh (yes, I have been given several of these tips). It reminded me of when I was nine months pregnant, and people (especially strangers in the grocery store) would say "Are you STILL pregnant???"
I always wanted to reply very sarcastically, "No, I had the baby last week....I just look this huge all the time." But of course, I never did....
"I have nothing against friends and family offering advice when you come to them with a dilemma. It's the people who pipe up, unbidden, because they see you with a child and assume you have no idea what you're doing.
1. "Sleep now, because once that baby comes you'll never sleep again." Technically this is a pregnancy tip, of course, but I'm shoving it in here anyway. Yes, Great-Aunt Hildy, I will sleep throughout my entire third trimester. Because I am part bear.
2. "Sleep when the baby sleeps." Everyone gives you this one — annoying relatives, pediatricians, the cashier at the drugstore where you were buying newborn diapers. Are these people all robots, capable of instantly dropping off to sleep whenever their child is unconscious? Do they not have other things to do, like bathe, or simply relish the rare moments of silence you get when you have an infant?
3. "I think your baby's hungry." Whether you're nursing or bottle-feeding, everyone assumes you don't know how to feed your child. And every time your child cries, whines, grimaces, or squirms, they are going to assume you are starving your poor baby and you need reminders to feed it. Lest you forget! This advice is especially maddening when they turn out to be correct.
4. "Relish every moment of your baby's first years, because they'll be grown before you know it." You mean, time only moves forward? I had no idea! I thought we'd be like this forever and ever! This sort of advice, obvious and innocuous as it seems, always put me on the defensive, as if I had just been carrying my baby under my arm like a football, muttering, "Grow up already, why don't you. Just GROW UP."
5. "I hope you're sleep training that child. Do you WANT him to be spoiled?" Oh, distant relative/person whose aisle I shared at the supermarket, I'm so glad you know exactly my child needs. And that you know, from your years of scientific research, that any child not allowed to cry it out will be a horrible waste of flesh! (See #6 for this parenting tip's counterpart.)
6. "I hope you're not doing that 'crying it out' thing. It's so barbaric. Enjoy your baby all through the night!" Again, kudos to you, whoever you are, for knowing what's best for our unique family situation! I will be calling you at 4 a.m., so you can enjoy our baby as well.
7. "Why are you bringing your child outside when it's so cold out?" It never ceased to amaze me that, no matter what my child's age, total strangers will express alarm and revulsion that I dared expose him to the elements. "And WHY ISN'T BE WEARING MITTENS? He's going to get consumption!"
8. "Your child isn't really sad/angry/injured. He's just manipulating you." There's no doubt that children can push our buttons as if they've had professional training in it, but the notion that my kid's authentic feelings are in fact manufactured to elicit a reaction really chaps my hide. If that were always true, he'd be a pint-sized sociopath. I'm pretty sure that's not the case."
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
For Nana
This is Joel's favorite song. He can go from crying to happy if we just sing this.
All the singing (er...bouncing on Nate's knee) made him spit up, but he just got happier.
All the singing (er...bouncing on Nate's knee) made him spit up, but he just got happier.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Valentines
Disclaimer: if you hate lovey-dovey, sappy things, you should not and do not have to read this post.
I married the man who has loved me since I was six
Who, when we were 9, told me he would marry me
Who loved me through the teen years, when I did not love him
I married the man who makes me laugh…
Who holds me when I cry
Who rubs my feet
Who makes me tea.
I married the man who keeps my feet warm...
Who always holds my hand
Who got my first kiss
And who I pray will get old with me
I married the man who gives me a bite of his dessert
And maybe a sip of his coke
Who always takes out the trash
Who loves to play games
I married the man who always scrubbed out the toilet when I was morning sick,
Who adores our baby
Who thinks I'm beautiful, baby stretch marks and all
I married the man who always asks me what I'm thinking...
Who I can tell anything to
Who carries me to bed at night.
Who hugs me in my sleep
I married the man who love Jesus more than me
Who is a great leader in our home
And is the perfect daddy
I married the man who took my heart....I love you Nathan Karnemaat! Happy Valentines!
Note: If you hated lovey-dovey things, but you read this post anyway, you can go throw up now
I married the man who has loved me since I was six
Who, when we were 9, told me he would marry me
Who loved me through the teen years, when I did not love him
I married the man who makes me laugh…
Who holds me when I cry
Who rubs my feet
Who makes me tea.
I married the man who keeps my feet warm...
Who always holds my hand
Who got my first kiss
And who I pray will get old with me
I married the man who gives me a bite of his dessert
And maybe a sip of his coke
Who always takes out the trash
Who loves to play games
I married the man who always scrubbed out the toilet when I was morning sick,
Who adores our baby
Who thinks I'm beautiful, baby stretch marks and all
I married the man who always asks me what I'm thinking...
Who I can tell anything to
Who carries me to bed at night.
Who hugs me in my sleep
I married the man who love Jesus more than me
Who is a great leader in our home
And is the perfect daddy
I married the man who took my heart....I love you Nathan Karnemaat! Happy Valentines!
Note: If you hated lovey-dovey things, but you read this post anyway, you can go throw up now
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