Having a sick baby is just the worst. Every mother has been there. When they are teenagers and act like jerks, moms always think (if not say) the whole "Who do you think held you all night when you were sick?" When you are the teenager in question, it goes in one ear and out the other, because, well, you've never actually Stayed. Up. All. Night. to take care of someone who is misery personified. You've never listened to someone you grew inside your body cry themsleves hoarse and felt totally helpless and useless and sad. You've never sacrificed your sleep and sanity and ability to function to just be there with someone so they aren't alone, knowing you can't fix it, but choosing to dwell in the restless night along with them.
But to a mother. One phrase "sick baby" and you've got that collective knowing, empathy. Thanks to all the moms out there who have done this before. (Dads, too.) Especially mine.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Memories
I feel really bad about not having some kind of scrapbook for Cassidy. I am soooo not the scrapbooking type. Although I must confess that this is what happens when someone brings up the topic of scrapbooking:
Them: "So, I've been getting more into scrapbooking."
Me: (externally) "Oh, really?" (internally) "Hahahaha - that is ridiculous and kind of embarassing. Shh, someone will hear you!"
Them: "You want to see the one I"m working?"
Me: (externally) "Sure." (internally) "ughghghghgh. Nooooo. No no no!! No."
Then they show it to me and I feel bad for mocking it. Not just because I'm mean and stuff. But also because I am kind of jealous. Sweet little baby pictures framed in awesome plaids and funky polka dots with cool textured borders. Holy hip-tastic crafting, Batman. I mean, what's not to like? Scrapbooking, these days, doesn't have to be your mother's scrapbook with those quilted covers and lace and crap. No offense to those who scrapbook in the realm of the Victorian era and gorge themselves on copious amounts of pink and frilly fabric, but, seriously, there is some exciting and very up to date stuff out there. If they make stickers that say "That's What She Said" I'm selling everything I own and heading to Pat Catan's.
And....I feel bad that all of Cassidy's memorabilia is electronic. I am secretly afraid that 1. someone will set off an EMP bomb and destroy all technology as we know it and we'll have to live like the settlers, which, in many ways would be extremely awesome (imagine never havin gto sit through someone's long outgoign voicemail message again, reminding you, in case you've never heard one before to leave your name, number and reason for calling.) Yes, life Amish-style might sort of rock, but as far as electronic posterity goes, not so much. and 2. that my child will get older and think I am lame for not making more of an effort to capture the awesomeness of her life as a baby.
I personally love seeing stuff from when I was a babe. My mom hardly has anything now - in her defense 1. there are a lot of videos in some cabinet someplace and 2. we DID survive a house explosion in the late 80s so who knows what used to exist. She wasn't ever really the collecting type, though. There is an album or two around, which is enough, but it would be cool to see a little more of "My first _______" with some rockin' disco-era clip art next to it. Not that they had clip art back then, but you get the point.
Capturing and preserving, in one way or another, the experience of raising a child is important. How we do it is up to us. If you're thinking about scrap booking, this looks like a fun place to start: http://www.etsy.com/category/paper_goods/scrapbooking
Them: "So, I've been getting more into scrapbooking."
Me: (externally) "Oh, really?" (internally) "Hahahaha - that is ridiculous and kind of embarassing. Shh, someone will hear you!"
Them: "You want to see the one I"m working?"
Me: (externally) "Sure." (internally) "ughghghghgh. Nooooo. No no no!! No."
Then they show it to me and I feel bad for mocking it. Not just because I'm mean and stuff. But also because I am kind of jealous. Sweet little baby pictures framed in awesome plaids and funky polka dots with cool textured borders. Holy hip-tastic crafting, Batman. I mean, what's not to like? Scrapbooking, these days, doesn't have to be your mother's scrapbook with those quilted covers and lace and crap. No offense to those who scrapbook in the realm of the Victorian era and gorge themselves on copious amounts of pink and frilly fabric, but, seriously, there is some exciting and very up to date stuff out there. If they make stickers that say "That's What She Said" I'm selling everything I own and heading to Pat Catan's.
And....I feel bad that all of Cassidy's memorabilia is electronic. I am secretly afraid that 1. someone will set off an EMP bomb and destroy all technology as we know it and we'll have to live like the settlers, which, in many ways would be extremely awesome (imagine never havin gto sit through someone's long outgoign voicemail message again, reminding you, in case you've never heard one before to leave your name, number and reason for calling.) Yes, life Amish-style might sort of rock, but as far as electronic posterity goes, not so much. and 2. that my child will get older and think I am lame for not making more of an effort to capture the awesomeness of her life as a baby.
I personally love seeing stuff from when I was a babe. My mom hardly has anything now - in her defense 1. there are a lot of videos in some cabinet someplace and 2. we DID survive a house explosion in the late 80s so who knows what used to exist. She wasn't ever really the collecting type, though. There is an album or two around, which is enough, but it would be cool to see a little more of "My first _______" with some rockin' disco-era clip art next to it. Not that they had clip art back then, but you get the point.
Capturing and preserving, in one way or another, the experience of raising a child is important. How we do it is up to us. If you're thinking about scrap booking, this looks like a fun place to start: http://www.etsy.com/category/paper_goods/scrapbooking
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Zoom zoom
She is growing so fast. Today was a big day - she was rocking back and forth seemingly about to crawl. It really could be any day now. She also, get this, said MAMA!!! I heard it and I said "What?!" And she said it again. So I grabbed the Flip video camera and tried to get her to say it and she did. Amazing. I mean, it's not really amazing, considering it's a very age appropriate milestone. But it feels amazing to me.
Her two little bottom teeth are about halfway in and she's learning to use them on organic cheerios and mangos.
She is developing more facial expressions, like sometimes she'll see something and then look at me and raise her eyebrows like "Pretty cool huh?"
We are going to NYC this weekend for a photo shoot - for me and for her. I am going to be blogging on a new e-commerce site (been saving up my funny stuff for the new blog - sorry if this one has been boring) and Cassidy is going to be modeling along with some other kids, which I feel slightly weird about. We should get some nice photos out of it, though.
Her two little bottom teeth are about halfway in and she's learning to use them on organic cheerios and mangos.
She is developing more facial expressions, like sometimes she'll see something and then look at me and raise her eyebrows like "Pretty cool huh?"
We are going to NYC this weekend for a photo shoot - for me and for her. I am going to be blogging on a new e-commerce site (been saving up my funny stuff for the new blog - sorry if this one has been boring) and Cassidy is going to be modeling along with some other kids, which I feel slightly weird about. We should get some nice photos out of it, though.
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