Me taking over an hour to figure out Olivia's uncontrolled crying was a raging baboon-ass diaper rash made me feel like ass, though.

Aw, ow. I cannot count the number of times I have been brought to tears by Matilda's uncontrolled crying only to find after eons of failed attempts to pacify her that the problem was the one perfectly obvious, simple thing I'd ruled out at the very beginning and consequently never tested again. Hunger; cold wet stenchy diaper; foot or hand caught in some weird pinchy space inside a too-big onesie -- behold, I too am Ass Mom.

But you've got back worries to contend with. You really should be exempt from anything else right now.

Nuh uh. Ass Mom is in Baltimore wondering why her kid's afraid to go to juvie and get raped. "Put that bitch in baby booking and maybe he'll learn something." Damn. JZ, Hec told us that's the first Wire y'all ever saw...I'm sorry.(they all don't hurt that badly.) Hella painful, but I'm feeling better about my maternal faculties. But I still want to smack the shit out of her, though.

JZ, we should make plans for Monday. Are you available on AiM or email?

Also, can we agree to a bullshit consensus that there are no Ass Moms on the board, or do we need to open lightbulbs?

Also, can we agree to a bullshit consensus that there are no Ass Moms on the board, or do we need to open lightbulbs?

Oh, I agree. It's the feeling that's hard to get past though. Logically, we're all great moms. But when you feel scattered and tired, it's easy to fall into that trap.

I'll call it Homer Mom with a headslapping "D'OH".

Seriously, unless you are going with your kid to make sure he picks up his cocaine package, I won't believe it.

Woot!! Only a few hours until I start driving north to KristinT & NoiseDesign's XXXmas Party!

Just one little performance of A Christmas Carol to do in the meantime.

:: bounces ::

So excited!!

Also, can we agree to a bullshit consensus that there are no Ass Moms on the board, or do we need to open lightbulbs?

I'm with Lee, here.

JZ, Matilda is, as already reported, LOVELY. And since Cindy and Cash already said everything wise about how hard it can be to read a baby's signals, I won't repeat it. But I am trusting that you're listening to them. Right? Because, lo, they are wise.

Cash, I'm so glad the shot worked, and that you've got help this weekend. Sorry for Olivia's baboon ass, though. Sara was much worse with diaper rash than the boys were, and it took me awhile to realize I had to change her way more often. Just slather on the cream/powder, or give her some bare-ass time. (All of which I know you know, but I've had wine, and cried on some good friends' shoulders this afternoon, so I'm sort of rambly emo girl at the moment.)

I'll admit I skimmed, too. So I'm sending warm, slightly wine-scented hugs and good vibes (also dipped in a bit of vino) to everyone who needs or wants them.

Oh, I agree. It's the feeling that's hard to get past though. Logically, we're all great moms. But when you feel scattered and tired, it's easy to fall into that trap.

That inner voice/demon can be a bitch, all right.

I didn't mean to make light of it. Sorry if it came out that way.

Not just the cat's ears, but I'm thinking about buying a heated cat bed for my old kitty - [link]. It could be beneficial for Harvey, too...

Do they make heated cat beds big enough for me to sleep in? Because then he could have my bed with the electric blanket to himself and leave me alone.....

I didn't mean to make light of it. Sorry if it came out that way.

Oh, it didn't! It's nice to come here and have the reinforcement that we ARE good moms. 'Cause all of us sometimes can drag ourselves down without realizing it. It's just so easy after spending the day fighting the fight that you feel like a failure, even when you're not.

Stoopid self-esteem problems. Feh.

I like erika's common sense approach, too.