It’s kind of amusing becoming a mom for the second time around. There are so many things I had questions about when I was pregnant with Holden that now I already know and don’t need to ask.
Upon joining a new mommy group with girls due in October (like I am), i’ve been introduced to a whole new batch of women. Plenty of them are already mommies to however many kids, but I would say over 50% are new mommies.
Reading their posts and questions and giggling at some of the ridiculousness shows me how people must have reacted to my posts when I got pregnant with Holden. Of course if you haven’t been pregnant before, everything is new and everything is confusing, so obviously questions will be asked and why not??- this makes for some unintentional hilarity.
I try really hard not to laugh, because I KNOW some stupid crap (probably even far more ridiculous than anything I read) must have flown out of my mouth as a first timer, but the evil part in me can’t help myself.
Putting tons of weight behind old wives tales (Oh how I WISH they were true!), thinking baby is moving before 10 weeks preggo when it’s probably just gas, debating over lunch meat..
And we aren’t even out of the first trimester. I remember just how drama filled and crazy Holden’s playroom got during the 3rd trimester when hormones are at an all-time high. I don’t look forward to that at all.
The last thing I want to do is be a huge party pooper and go against someone who’s so excited that their baby’s heartbeat is high so it MUST be a girl… but it just didn’t ring true for Holden.
I’ve learned over time spent on message boards to bite my tongue. Everyone (so far) means well, and I probably wouldn’t have liked someone pissing in my cheerios about all the dumb little things I got excited over.
Perhaps i’ve just gotten too cynical in my ‘old’ age. I most certainly don’t know everything, but Holden’s playroom has been together for so long now (December of 06 I believe), and weve had far too much time to get the stupidity and silliness out of the way that really all there is left to do is make fun of eachother- some of that is bound to spill over.
I’d complain that it’s going to be a LONG pregnancy.. but I really don’t want October to come any sooner than it already is.
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Whenever your kids make you feel stupid, just remember that you had to teach them how to wipe their ass.
Every. Single. Time. pic.twitter.com/aAAWWjdrN3
I'm either "I HAVE 3 FRIES LEFT DON'T TOUCH MY PLATE!" or "Please take this so I can't eat any more of it!" There is no in-between.
Dear people writing articles on ways to get siblings to get along, I'll save you the time. The answer is "Don't let them play together"
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Hard pass from me pic.twitter.com/VayvW1eopK