Tuesday, January 20, 2009

30% say WHA....?!?!?!?


I read a poll in Parenting Magazine last weekend that asked a rather provocative question. Readers, would you would be willing to breastfeed another person's child? Unsurprisingly, the majority of moms said no. But slightly more surprising? Roughly a third said YES! Now, maybe it's because I'm a baby neophyte, but I wouldn't have guessed that was appropriate under any circumstances short of apocalyptic conditions. Yet almost one out of three women said they would. Does anyone else find that somewhat disconcerting? 

I can't imagine this is part of the "mom bonding" I hear so much about...:-/

Friday, January 16, 2009

Righteous Indignation? Or hormonal surge?

I would say, for the record, that I don't think I've been all that moody or emotional since getting pregnant. Sure, there's been the occasional melt down. I definitely started crying one day on vacation for no apparent reason. And there have been a few times when I've finished blowing my top only to look at Doug's curious eyes and realize that I totally over-reacted. But a hand full of those over the better part of a year isn't that bad... right?

Or am I totally incapable of gauging? It occurred me to the other day that I once met a woman at about seven months a long and thought she was totally difficult, overly sensitive, territorial, reactive and generally annoying. She had a baby, and came back the nicest person in the world. Total 180. Our friend Josh told us on New Year's Eve that after his wife had their first baby she "mean for an entire year." An entire year! And she acknowledged it now, but at the time I bet she didn't think she was being mean. At the time the mystery prego-terror was making my life difficult I bet she didn't think she was mean. So maybe I'm crazy mean and I'm just unaware? Maybe I'm like The Hulk. Or some emotional amnesiac who turns into a green monster and then loses all sense of self-awareness or perspective, than comes to completely chill on the other side?

Let's hope for Doug and Avery's sake that even if I am a mean pregnant woman (unbeknownst to me) I return to normal shortly after labor. One can hope:-)

The charm of being consistently inconsistent

I know, i know. It's been almost two months since my last blog post. That's only slightly better than Doug, who jump started his blog again this week after not writing for a quarter of a year. 

The most consistent thing about the two of us is our inconsistency. Which is ironic, given that we keep hearing about how important consistency is in parenting. Babies need schedules, kids need boundaries, etc. I'm sure I'll buy a bunch of books on the topic only to read the first 60 pages. Or better yet, I'll read the books in their entirety, come up with a plan on how to implement consistency into our lives/parenting, etc. and then fail to follow through on day one. 

Any advice for us chaos loving parents to be?