tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10449167.post403597882207592612..comments2024-01-05T09:54:15.164-05:00Comments on lots and lots of nonsense: too much sun exposure?halloweenloverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05226515861332754382noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10449167.post-53971957248089482382010-07-29T17:41:37.210-04:002010-07-29T17:41:37.210-04:00I have a 2.5 year old and a 14 month old, and you ...I have a 2.5 year old and a 14 month old, and you pretty much described my life. My question is--3.5 is worse than 2.5? HOW CAN THAT BE?jesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16790638666033017226noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10449167.post-51050671084935992602010-07-14T15:25:07.682-04:002010-07-14T15:25:07.682-04:00I had another thought on those studies this mornin...I had another thought on those studies this morning. Have you ever seen one that examines happiness levels of parents and non-parents after the kids leave the house? Because obviously the intensive work occurs up to around age 18, but it seems to me that some of the richest pay-off might come later in life. Something to ponder, I suppose, while you get your massage (becuase I'm with Liz - you need it and have earned it!).Meikahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14033972601038792745noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10449167.post-1457094346180972982010-07-14T14:24:21.900-04:002010-07-14T14:24:21.900-04:00Sending hugs and a suggestion of having a day just...Sending hugs and a suggestion of having a day just for yourself. Get a massage, or a day at the beach by yourself or something. YOU need a break.Liz Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09469435277058701080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10449167.post-72820917017179190402010-07-13T15:57:43.748-04:002010-07-13T15:57:43.748-04:00No tips because I am in precisely the same spot th...No tips because I am in precisely the same spot that you are, right down to the "if there's going to be another it had better be soon" stuff. Bleah!<br /><br />But in three and a half years more, they'll be in first grade, and I can't quite wrap my head around that one, either.Meikahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14033972601038792745noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10449167.post-46487692554974298812010-07-13T13:37:32.350-04:002010-07-13T13:37:32.350-04:00Er, considering it took me (NO JOKE) 35 minutes to...Er, considering it took me (NO JOKE) 35 minutes to read this and I only have the two middle boys right now, I don't think I have much to add.<br /><br />Except that I GET IT AND AM TOTALLY THERE WITH YOU.Chatty Crickethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13741907859944987779noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10449167.post-10115710177648203262010-07-13T09:06:13.638-04:002010-07-13T09:06:13.638-04:00My kids are 39 mos and 20 mos, and (yep) I'm p...My kids are 39 mos and 20 mos, and (yep) I'm pregnant with our third.<br /><br />Your post could have come from my own keyboard, with a few name changes and the fact that I have a full-time (out of the home) job plus a freelance (at-home) job, to boot.<br /><br />I don't know what we need to do regain our zen-like attitudes, but we'd better find something. As I burst with frustration, a part of me is looking from the outside saying, "calm down!"<br /><br />No can do, sometimes.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10449167.post-44760066809895617272010-07-13T08:59:09.152-04:002010-07-13T08:59:09.152-04:00It does get better. My girls are 20 months apart,...It does get better. My girls are 20 months apart, and I remember the days of 3 and 18 months. Even though I try and block it out. They are now 12 and 14, and life is really fun, and usually very easy. <br /><br />However, I've always been glad to have 2, rather than 3. (And have friends who are happy to have 3, instead of 2!)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10449167.post-71774078857004239172010-07-13T08:34:03.815-04:002010-07-13T08:34:03.815-04:00Yes, yes, yes. 18 months is rough and 3 1/2 is eve...Yes, yes, yes. 18 months is rough and 3 1/2 is even worse.<br /><br />Seriously, go to Ask Moxie and search "3 1/2" -- you will feel so much better.<br /><br />FWIW I turned the corner on "holy shit I have 2 kids! whose brilliant idea was that?" when my kids were 2 and 4 and could finally really play together without so much hovering. It's different for every family, but just my experience--you could be getting close to something more breathable.<br /><br />(Also, nosily wanting to know why the 3rd has to be right this minute. You're young, right? And by young I mean younger than me--35. We haven't decided yes/no on a 3rd. Depends on the day, because my little one is getting over being 3 1/2. And some days the bigger one acts like she is still getting over being 3 1/2.)OneTiredEmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12786020912408441766noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10449167.post-87768789342043370852010-07-13T07:22:05.637-04:002010-07-13T07:22:05.637-04:00Will it help if I tell you that when they're o...Will it help if I tell you that when they're older (my two boys are 16 and 19) you won't remember what it was like when they were little? <br /><br />At times I've regretted not having a third child. I blame my sister, whose third child put her over the edge (his socks never fit right, he nursed forever, he wouldn't wear shirts with stripes...). <br /><br />My parents survived five children (although I'm pretty sure we were not all "planned"). <br /><br />You'll figure it out!Bobbienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10449167.post-71747733707069915662010-07-12T22:59:02.572-04:002010-07-12T22:59:02.572-04:00Parenting is a total rollercoaster of emotions. So...Parenting is a total rollercoaster of emotions. Sometimes it's horrid. Sometimes it's heaven. Often times it's both IN THE SAME DAY. Heck, the same hour. When you're very present to your children, when you're THE ONE (the primary caretaker), it's a heavy load to carry on the best of days. On the worst of days, it's Sisyphean. There's no other "job" in the world where "the boss" is both master and slave. No wonder it's so crazy making! You'd have to be made of steel or completely checked out to not be deeply affected by the absurdity of it. All of it: the good and bad. <br /><br />Hang in there, mama. You're at really hard ages right now. It does get easier. <br /><br />(And I have to laugh because I've been interrupted like 20 times whilst writing this comment. Oy!)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com