(Kalera)
Some times the mum needs mothering! DS would sleep well for a few days and then have an awake marathon out of the blue. I didn't know whether I was Arther or Martha.
I consoled myself by telling myself that by the time he was 21, I wouldn't be getting up to him in the night! I hope you're little one sleeps through the night soon.
Hang in there Karera! She's gotta sleep sometime!
Oh, man, I usually don't say anything, or *think* anything, either, because I don't KNOW anything. Except that I was once a kid, of course, and I might know what I'd have liked.....which isn't always what a kid *needs*. I am totally ignorant and aware of that fact. But I'm a dog expert! (Was a pro)
~~ Sooz
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On Tue, 1 Jul 2003 15:49:26 -0400, Beadbimbo wrote (in message ):
Everyone knows exactly how to raise children, and this knowledge mysteriously evaporates the moment they have children of their own. As for me, I mutter a lot, tell everyone that they're loved at every opportunity, and figure that my baby will never care if the carpet is spotless, but she'll always know that her Mama had time to play.
I'll let you know in 20 years if I was right.
Kathy N-V
Oh my gosh, it is a growth spurt! Why don't I remember these things from the older kids? I must have been so tired that I blocked it out. Geez! I'm REALLY glad she chose a day when the other two are at their dad's house, so they couldn't be swarming me all day. (Children's First Rule: the amount of attention demanded must be in direct converse proportion to the amount of energy parent has available; therefore, when parent is fresh and eager to interact, ignore parent and play as far away as possible, whereas if parent is exhausted and under pressure, needs must be presented in unbearably whiny tone every 1.5 minutes.)
As far as eating... LOL! I'm living on jerky, nuts, and nectarines right now!
On the plus side, Ophelia slept for five hours straight last night (yay sleeping!) and woke up with a dry diaper, which she promtly drenched just in time for DH to change her. Go Ophelia! Now, I just hope she sleeps a bit today... I don't just WANT to make beads, I HAVE to make beads because I do not, not, NOT want to go back to work full-time in two months.
I was kidding! Totally! It was supposed to be funny.
lot, tell everyone that they're loved at every opportunity, and figure that
~~ Sooz
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That was basically my philosophy in child rearing too, Kathy. I loved my son, let him know he was loved, and gave him my time and attention, and gave him the responsibilty for his own choices (at the times when he was ready to handle that job) and since he has become a man grown I have asked him if he thought I did a good job. He said I was a good mom. I tell him, I had good material to work with. :-) And I am proud of the man he is, the child he was, the father he is to his son... But as to the carpet being spotless..well... lets just say he noticed, and is a Much better house tender than I will ever be. Did he care? Ill try to remember to ask! Being a parent means not having all the right answers and trying to figure out the right questions! Diana, going through it again, none the wiser....for each child is unique.
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On Tue, 1 Jul 2003 20:51:06 -0400, Dr. Sooz wrote (in message ):
Hon, don't be alarmed. I was nodding along with agreement and rue with your statement. I thought, "Little weiner only has three brain cells at first, how hard can it be?" Everyone I knew who was childless thought roughly the same thing.
Until the kid arrived. What we didn't realize is that they spent their nine month sentence "in the hole" plotting and planning on what to do when they finally escaped. They even had one enourmous advantage: they could hear their jailer and everyone close to her. They knew when she slept, what she ate, what made her tired.
They come out of the hatch looking so sweet and innocent, and no one dreams that they've already formed a huge portion of their personality and that you have to ways to go: to try and mold it (hahahaha) or to learn what it's like and subtly make it work with everyone else. Fortunately, they're still so tiny, cute and lovable that they allow us to think that they aren't in charge.
Kathy N-V ESBC #1/2
I think she may have caught on that Moxley and I have taken advantage of a couple of her naptimes to, ah, ahem... and she's afraid of competition!
Maybe if I just calmly and maturely explain to her that we're being careful, she'll nap for me.
Oh, man -- I think they spend their entire life *before* being born plotting. I believe in reincarnation. So they're born with all these plans, and goals, even revenge -- and they can't talk or walk. They're so frustrated they could explode right then and there, and who's handy? Mom! Let's take it out on Mom! Haw haw haw!
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have to ways to go: to try and mold it (hahahaha) or to learn what it's like
tiny, cute and lovable that they allow us to think that they aren't in
~~ Sooz
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On Tue, 1 Jul 2003 16:50:23 -0400, Dr. Sooz wrote (in message ):
But I'm a dog expert! (Was a pro)
Yeah, me too. For me it was Cairn Terriers. That's how I got Sophie the Wonder Dog. She's so atypical for a Cairn (they generally aren't wusses), that rescue would have put her down if I hadn't taken her. People who want Cairns generally don't know what to make of the kind that are afraid of tinfoil, plastic bags, snowmen and need to be with "Mama" 24/7.
She would have been an idea doggie for an elderly person, someone spry enough to take walks. But we're not giving her up, unless DH tries one of these days while I'm asleep. (And he knows better. I tell him that Sophie's middle name is Medusa. If he gets rid of one, two Cairns come in her place)
Kathy N-V
On Thu, 3 Jul 2003 18:37:32 -0400, Deirdre S. wrote (in message ):
Yes, you're right - and I was right when I told Bob. I was wrong in recounting the tale. At any rate, it was enough to keep Bob from doing any harm (like he would, anyway) to the little dog. He just blusters a lot, because he feels it's "less than manly" to like such a small, wussy dog.
On the subject of getting one's mythological figures mixed up, we have a Beauty salon here in town named Medusa. It always cracked me up, and wanted to see the wicked ugly people on the way out.
Kathy N-V
Hey! We have a Medusa salon here in Toledo, too. I went there once. They live up to their name.
I can no longer remember her nighttime awakenings that occur prior to 5 am, so have started counting the wet diapers in the morning... usually 2 between bedtime (11-ish) and 5 am, one at 5, one at 8, when we get up, and another somewhere in-between.
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