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1) I am not one for profanity of any sort. Saturday's Forcast is making me strongly reconsider this. Did you see the little snowflakes? In June? *%)#(@
2.) I was out the other night with some moms that I had met when Spud was in pre-school. One of them is six months pregnant and was drinking a beer. It was KILLING me. Yes, I understand that we don't know how much alcohol is needed to cause F.A.S.E. but why in Sam Hill would someone want to take that risk? I've worked with kids who suffer from this completely preventable disorder and am still perturbed by her drinking days later. The worst thing is, she was totally aware of FASE but blew it off, saying most of our moms drank and we turned out OK. I had to really bite my tongue not to reply, "maybe not, if you're willing to deliberately harm your child because you are craving a beer." I refrained however. What would you have done? Am I over-reacting? Should this still bug me days later? Do I need to jsut get out more?
3.) Way Cooler has been chatting with all our neighbours about a fence. It should happen sometime very soon. I cannot wait. It will be so nice to be able to send the boys out to play without me, PLUS, there will be a Bobcat in my yard digging postholes. My kids will pull up lawn chairs on the deck, I'll pop some popcorn and it'll be better than Disney for them.
4.) This week has been what I sometimes refer to as Resume week. You know, when a stay-at-home mom begins to seriously contemplate updating her resume and getting the heck out of Dodge. If you've never been there, just smile and nod. I'm so thankful that the resume weeks are getting fewer and farther between. It makes it easier to deal with the child who has peed down the heat register with love and grace. Or least not screaming so loud the neighbours call the police.
5.) Last night I think Way Cooler noticed a crazed look in my eyes and he volunteered to make supper. He and the boys did it all while I hid out rested. Those scrambled eggs and toast tasted amazing. I love it when I'm pampered by my men.
6. Have you seen this? Christine posted it on the weekend. I can't decide what is funnier, the "dancing", the fact that he referred to his music as rock and roll or the backup singers. Just a warning. It is impossible to get the song out of your head. IMPOSSIBLE. And that is not a good thing.
7.) Speaking of good things, last week I wanted to grab a magazine to peruse while the boys were in swimming lessons. The library was out of Real Simple, Macleans, Canadian Living and Newsweek so I thought I'd try something new. Martha Stewart Living. Oh my. That woman takes pretension to a whole new level. Quite honestly, I'd rather read Runner's World. And I can't even run to the mailbox.
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9 comments:
On #2 - You're bothered because it's bothersome. Sure, one beer is most likely totally harmless, but it just seems odd to be so flippant and defiant about it. Why not have an O'Doul's if you're craving a beer? Maybe you're still thinking about it because there's more to it than one beer. I don't know. I'll shut up now, I've never even met this person.
I LOVE it when my husband notices I'm losing my mind and then makes a meal too. It really does taste better.
Have a good weekend, lady.
I'm with Heather and you. I'd be hard pressed to bite my tongue in that situation. Mostly because I know SO VERY MANY women who would do anything to be pregnant - be on bed rest all nine months even - and to be so defiant about it seems disrespectful.
I had this argument with a non-mother and mentioned something that was pointed out in my (then called) FAS class how so many of the "black sheep" of the family were the oldests, the product of pregnancies where mom was "freer" to party or whatever.
My teachers emphasized *any* amount of alcohol is suspect. One of the teachers was the mother of an alcohol-affected 18-year old, and I've fostered for 6-10 y-old affected. It make me mad too.
I might have walked out.
I'm so with you on #2 as well. I've done so much research on FASE with out adoptions and have read that 3 different women can drink one alcholic beverage at the same time in their pregnancy and have 3 completely different outcomes in their child. One could have full blown FAS, one could have some effects and the other be completely fine. There is no rhyme or reason to it.
I cry when I look at all the little ones who suffer and think to myself..... "If only you were given a chance!"
I need a fence too!! It's not my kids I keep loosing...it's the dang dog!!! lol ;-)
Bless you!
NO NO NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can NOT understand women who purposely drink when they are pregnant. ANY AMOUNT! It's NINE months of YOUR life versus A WHOLE LIFETIME of YOUR CHILD'S! ARG! ARG! ARG! You have got to be kidding me! HOw selfish! I'm sorry, that is RIDICULOUS! (I know, now tell me how you reallly feel, right?) :-)
1) Happygeek. I weep for you. You poor, poor frozen dear.
2) Um, you get ARRESTED for that here. It's considered child abuse and your children can be taken from you. Normally I'd blog about our corrupt Child Protective Services, but in that case, I might just look the other way. What an idiot. (if I can be blunt)
3)We are ALL about Bobcats around here! And, it is better than Disney to a certain almost two year old running around my house!
4)Bwah ha ha ha ha!!!! I know it might not be funny now, but you are going to laaaaaugh about that later.
5) Those are the best suppers EVER!
6) I agree. Impossible! :-)
7) Martha Stewart makes me all twitchy. There I said it.
Drinking while pregnant! SO NOT COOL.... try being a single woman working in social services where we are serving all sorts of children. However, the ones that are most challenging to serve are the ones whose mothers drank while they were pregnant.
Where's the justice in that? A singleton who would LOVE to be married (not at any cost... and to the right guy) and would be a good mom. Good thing I didn't have to hear that. I would have inwardly raged and given a sermon to the traffic on the way home!
On a weird-er note:
*glad that you write down memories associated with heating vents! This will be good blackmail about 15/16 years old!
I got a one years subscription to Martha Stewart Living. And I get stressed every month just looking at the cover. Got one today....
I feel your pain on #1. Our forecast for today is 55 and rainy; tomorrow is 58 and rainy. And the beginning of next week -- our first week of summer vacation -- is more of the same. Guess we'll be trading our swimsuits for sweatshirts.
I also feel your pain on #2, but if I was in your shoes, I would have done the same thing. I'm the least confrontational person on the planet (unless you mess with my children), and I always think if someone is doing something that blatantly stupid, they aren't going to chance their minds by listening to reason.
My husband will sometimes bring dinner home. But he doesn't cook. (In fact, the time he tried to make scrambled eggs for the kids is legendary. In a bad way.)
And I love Martha, partially because she's so over-the-top. She's like a crazy great-aunt to me. But I understand why she gets on your nerves. (Don't read her calendar. That's the worst.)
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