Comments on: Loves company

By: sarah tindall

sarah tindall — Tue, 16 Jun 2009 19:25:21 +0000

The Good Lord don’t give you any more than you can handle because at some point, usually when you are up in the middle of the night with a kid who is barfing/shitting/crying/wandering you decide that you can’t handle it anymore. And then you remember that He turned water into wine so you have some of that to toast your decision. And then you drink the rest of the bottle because you wonder if you should have made that decision a few years ago.

By: harmzie

harmzie — Mon, 15 Jun 2009 16:51:09 +0000

My grandma, on my *third* pregnancy *insisted* I try chocolate for nausea. Yeah, Grandma? You had *one*. That’s a pretty small sample size.

But it WAS chocolate, so I HAD to give the Wisdom of the Ages a shot (and without the snark, too, b/c it WAS grandma).

Oh, you weren’t really looking for anecdotes, were you? Sorry, fellow LISTEN-TO-ME offender. AKA “parent” ;-)

Thanks for this. Yet again, I enjoy.

By: anon

anon — Mon, 15 Jun 2009 11:22:56 +0000

I just have to say I remember vividly those nights of being “immobilized by self-pity”, especially the times I used to look down at my darling husband sleeping next to me, as I nursed Baby and tried to get him back to sleep and being consumed with the desire to *kick him [husband] really hard* until he woke up, just so he could suffer as much as I was. And, I mean, we always took shifts and he often brought me the baby, so it’s not like he was getting 8 hrs every night while I was sleepless.

By: Leslie

Leslie — Mon, 15 Jun 2009 06:10:38 +0000

As usual, even on a totally crappy day, you make me smile. Thanks.

By: Nellie V.

Nellie V. — Mon, 15 Jun 2009 05:07:39 +0000

I hear ya.

You know how they say old people don’t need as much sleep? Well, have a baby at 46 and another at 48 and still be without sleep when you are in your 50s…

By: Merrily

Merrily — Mon, 15 Jun 2009 02:44:07 +0000

and those effing men sleep right on through it…

By: spacegeek

spacegeek — Sat, 13 Jun 2009 13:29:52 +0000

Agh! One of my kids is coming down sick–this is always heralded by less-than-two-minute howling at the top of her lungs every hour throughout the night before the real illness arrives. This time is just enough for mommy to think Something Is Really Wrong and leap out of bed, fully awake and hurtle down the hallway to her room. Yep, she’s still asleep and just pissed off because she can’t breathe.
That was last night. Yawn. I hear you!!!

By: Amanda

Amanda — Fri, 12 Jun 2009 20:37:05 +0000

This is so right on. I manage not to blather on about my kid to my non-parent friends, but man oh man, when I’m around my friends with kids, I cannot shut the eff up.

By: The Informal Matriarch

The Informal Matriarch — Fri, 12 Jun 2009 20:20:24 +0000

so true…SO FREAKING TRUE!

By: lumpyheadsmom

lumpyheadsmom — Fri, 12 Jun 2009 20:16:01 +0000

It’s also why blogs have so many comments.

Because I know, right? My kid does this thing where he . . .