My concern is for you. If the worry you are showing here is just a moment of freaking out and needing to express yourself in a safe place (goodness knows I need time and space to freak about stuff that is less important), that's well and good. But if you are feeling like this a lot of the time, I hope you can find ways to de-stress.
I second this.
What are other mothers worried about?
One of the benefits of waiting so long to have a child is that I'm really not worried about much with Mallory. I suppose I could worry about the strawberry on his hand, but the worst-case scenario is that it doesn't go away on his own and we have to have surgery so that it doesn't impair his dexterity. Big whoop; it's not in his brain or eye or anyplace difficult. And I have one of the same things on my arm and have been through the surgery, so not freaked.
I worry that when he finally decides to get his butt off the ground he will injure himself. I can't babyproof this place the way I want to.
I worry that he doesn't have enough people around. There's no other kids, and just me and Robert. But again, that was my upbringing, and I eventually turned out okay.
That's about it; everything else is either an irrational fear (we'll be killed by terrorists; he'll be carried off by dingoes), or a formless hope (I hope he finds happiness in his life, however that happens).
Fine, while everyone's taking a step back...speaking of things mothers worry about, has anyone heard from Cindy?
Other than her brief post in lj, nothing yet.
{{{{{{{{{{Cindy}}}}}}}}}}}}
Is it wrong of me to eat Pop Tarts for lunch when I already had them for breakfast?
It's never wrong to eat Pop-Tarts.
Nah...not when you're all stressed.
Although The Stress makes food nauseating to me so you might not wanna take my advice.
Cookies-n-cream.
I could heat up lentils from last night, only I don't have anything breadlike to eat them with other than goldfish crackers, and I don't want goldfish crackers. Or I've got frozen pizza, but it takes 30 minutes to heat in the oven and is gross-textured if microwaved, and I should've eaten 1 1/2 hours ago and need food nowish.
Depends on what flavor of Pop Tarts. Fruit flavor is fine for lunch, but brown sugar should only be eaten in extremis.
I've been trying to figure out whether to weigh in, and if so how, but it's 11:30 here and I really want to go to bed. I was planning to shower tonight, but that's not going to happen. And I was planning to achieve connubial bliss, but the DH is still doing his homework.
So I bid you all good night, and Happy Halloween.
OK, I'm the father, and I've come to bust heads and take names, in that order.
A-N-N-A-B-E-L. THERE IS NO "LE" AT THE END OF THE NAME. IF YOU ALL ARE GOING TO GANGTACKLE MY WIFE FOR HER WEEKLY "I WORRY THAT OUR DAUGHTER WON'T BE SPEAKING FLUENT SHANGAAN AND MEDIEVAL ITALIAN BY THE TIME SHE IS FIVE" THEN AT LEAST SPELL MY DAUGHTER'S NAME RIGHT!!!!!!!!!!
Sometimes I do feel that Susan won't love her daughter as much if she isn't, say, speaking French at five
DID I SAY FRENCH? ANYWHERE? NO. I SAID SHANGAAN AND MEDIEVAL ITALIAN. AND SWAHILI AND HINDI BY THE TIME SHE IS SIX. GET IT RIGHT.
