1.20.2012
Important Thoughts 24.0
24.1: Last night as Christian and I were getting ready for bed, we were talking about... something. Working? We were talking about something related to working. I don't remember all the details. {You like where this story is going, don't you?} I do remember it was something about working because I remember Christian saying through his dental floss, "You wish you could stop working." And I said through mine, "No, I don't. I just wish I had more energy." And it's true. The work I'm doing now is the work I've looked forward to accomplishing my entire life. I've always wanted to be a mother, and now I get to be -- that's awesome. Our conversation reminded me of this post, which I think is something every mother should read and think about {and laugh at -- if you read it and you don't laugh, I don't know if we can be friends anymore}.
24.2: I got my very first nasty anonymous comment on the blog last week, and it was not pleasant. {Don't go look for it -- it's not there anymore. I deleted that mess like I would step on a cockroach if I found one in my kitchen.} In a way I felt validated as a blogger, because all the big-time blogs get nasty anonymous comments, so maybe this was a sign that someone thought I was important enough to try to bring down. On the other hand, it just sucked. The worst part was that, since this person chose to attack me in a way that left them zero percent accountable for what they said, I had no way to respond. I couldn't say, "Hey! All those terrible things you're accusing me of? Stealing intellectual property, copyright infringement? Yeah, I didn't do that. And I can prove it!" Nope, I just have to let it go and move on.
24.3: It was amusing to hear a couple people mention in the comments section of this post that strangers often mistake their child's gender. We had to visit the pediatrician on Tuesday, and when our doctor walked into the room, he said, "And how are these two girls doing today?" Shock! Amazement! I was shocked and amazed! Max, besides looking like the most boyish boy that ever was a boy, was wearing a gray rocketship sleeper and clutching his blue blanket. Why, if I had two girls, would I dress one in a pink polka-dotted bumblebee sleeper, and the other in rocketships? This guy may have been smart enough to get through medical school, but was he ever dumb. {But really, he was a very competent doctor and other than thinking my bearsy boy was a girl, I actually liked him a lot.}
24.4: I think so many things my babies do are adorable, but the sweetest thing has to be giving hugs and kisses. I never want to forget these first demonstrations of affection. Max gives hugs by laying his head on my shoulder and putting his arms down by his sides. Also by crawling up to me and putting his head in my lap, or just gently butting his head into mine. Maggie likes to reach up with one hand around my neck and grab onto my shirt while wiggling her bottom. I can count the number of {very wet and sloppy, but no less dear} kisses that Max has given me on one hand; Maggie will give me a kiss almost every time I ask. She also gives kisses {hers are neater and quicker than her brother's} to toys, the mirror, and family members who have been very, very good. I kind of can't wait until they can speak the words "I love you."
*this post is part of a link up with E TELLS TALES
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I have actually experienced and endured a nasty comment on my blog. I mean, it wasn't THAT nasty but it hurt my feelings because it was about grammar and the misuse of a phrase. I wanted to reply, "I'm sorry I can't be perfect!" I also deleted it. But seriously it does still make you wonder how people aren't "man" enough to own up to their comments.
ReplyDeleteAlso I love hearing about the babies giving kisses & hugs!!
Comments about your grammar?? That's just petty ridiculousness.
DeleteLove number 4! My daughter gives me hugs the same way. It's awesome. :) I wish I had more energy too and I'm sorry about that negative comment. People shouldn't say things like that period, much less in a cowardly manner with no ownership.
ReplyDeleteI am addicted to your blog! Last week I got an anonymous comment on my blog too. It was pretty nasty. I was so bothered by it, and I kept talking about it. I finally decided that if they weren't man enough to own up to their comment, they didn't deserve to comment on my blog! I deleted it. Now, if only I could delete it from my mind... :)
ReplyDeleteOh, and every time I go to the doctor they ask how HE is doing. Really? Because SHE is wearing all pink (with a giant flower on top of her head), and HER name is Macey Claire. If anything, the name should tip you off. One time, no matter how many times I purposely reminded the doctor Macey was a girl, he left (20 minutes later) referring to her as a boy. He may have made it through medical school, but he wouldn't have lasted a day in the school of common sense!
Thanks! I just realized the other day that your blog address had changed, so I've been missing posts about your adorable family! I can't believe someone left a nasty comment on your blog; I want to punch them in the face.
DeleteAnd little Macey is the prettiest little girl, anyone who thinks otherwise is an idiot. Our doctor thought Max was a girl even though he knew his first name was Captain. Um, WTH?
I can't wait until my little one can start giving me real hugs and kisses. Right now, "kisses" consist of her turning her head while I kiss her cheeks and slobbering on my face. I never thought I would EVER like being slobbered on. Crazy, right?
ReplyDeleteBaby kisses are just the best, period.
DeleteW will walk up in the middle of lots of things and give kisses. Big ones. And he's pretty determined it will be on the lips. Cheek kisses don't count. He tries again. As you can imagine I turn to my cheek a lot just to get more kisses :) C is less slobbery, and less frequent, but no less sweet. They're both starting to hug like big kids now too - stretching their arms out and squeezing. Baby love is so wonderful.
ReplyDeleteLove the sink bath time pics - we had to move on to the tub a long time ago. W would be out of the sink and terrorizing my countertops in two seconds flat. That or I'd be catching a very slippery baby on his way to meet the kitchen floor.
I don't get the negative comments people leave on other people's blogs. One benefit of having a private blog (though that does have its drawbacks) is that I've never had one - limited number of suspects :). Plus you're pretty conscientious of the whole copyright thing, I just don't get what their problem would be. Stupid heads.
So, so wonderful. I understand needing to move on to the tub -- when I did both in the sink, I had to dry & dress Maggie on the kitchen floor because I couldn't leave Max in there by himself. He felt like my being occupied with his sister was a good time to try to climb out of his side of the sink and into the other side. On the other hand, the bathtub seems so slippery when you have two at once. What keeps them from constantly hitting their heads?
DeleteUmmm that pic of your babies in the sink may be my favorite baby picture ever.
ReplyDeleteI haven't stopped to post for quite a while but loved the talking through the flossing thing. And the adorable baby stories of course.
ReplyDeleteUm, we have a bath mat in the bottom. They seem to find that interesting enough to sit down on most of the time. Also put one of those cute faucet covers on - had a little fun in the bath section of Target when we moved into our apartment - so they don't hit their heads on that. But mostly as long as the water level is just right they can crawl in the tub. W has decided he likes to stand up. And I get as wet as they do, because I do have to save someone at least twice each bath, and saving seems to require a nice wet slippery hug. But they started kind of getting the hang of it after a little while and I don't have to do as much. Now it's trying to get W to understand that standing up in the bathtub isn't such a great idea...
ReplyDeletewhat cuties those two are in the sink!
ReplyDeleteas for anonymous, it can be hard to shake that stuff sometimes! hope you're feeling better and can forget about it soon. big hugs!
Thanks, Tania! I am feeling better -- I think that talking something out helps me move past things. Also, I was reading books to the babies the other day, wonderful books that someone was so incredibly kind as to send us, and realized that I never sent you a thank you note! I'm so sorry! We love them so much, and appreciate your thinking of us. :)
DeleteOh yay, I'm so glad you got them! I figured they came right after the babies' arrival so seriously no worries about a thank you--the best thank you is knowing you had the time with your babies and weren't worrying about thank you notes (for reals). Hope these babies turn out to be as voracious readers as their parents :)
ReplyDeleteSo, I read this post when you wrote it but I was just combing your blog (as I sometimes do) and remembered I never commented.
ReplyDeleteI just want to tell you how much I adore the blog design you did for me and how sorry I am that it caused any drama with the crazy anonymous crowd of the internet. People on the internet are crazy.
And Tate has just recently figured out how to give kisses. He only does it for me, but it's the cutest thing ever. Sometimes when I get really caught up the best things about babies I get really scared for him to grow up. I don't want him to be embarrassed to hug or kiss me. Heartbreaking!