Maybe JJ isn’t truly colicky. Maybe he is just an unhappy child. Maybe he’s just going to be a little cynical throughout his life. Grrr…
My daughter was such a happy baby, and I took it all for granted because she was my first kid. I took her whole babyhood for granted. I was looking at her last night, and I realized that there is hardly any baby left in her. She still takes a bottle at night, and wears a training diaper at night, but that’s really all that is left. I can hold full conversations with her, she has her own sense of style, her own interests, and probably a favorite color (she’s not fluent in colors, yet, so I don’t know what it is.) She’s not a baby anymore; she’s a little girl. In two months she’ll be 3, which, I guess, is officially a preschooler. I just don’t understand how this has all happened so fast.
I don’t know where to begin with it. Should I set up a paypal or something? I was going to try to do it locally, but I HIGHLY doubt that anyone around here cloth diapers. Two pink, Diaper Safari covers, that have never been worn. Not even tried on. My daughter won’t go near them. “I can’t like it,” she says.
Just so we’re all clear, whenever someone says, “I’m not a feminist, I’m a humanist,” I hear “I don’t want to actually recognize the inherent power structures that are contributing to your oppression and I lack an actual understanding of what feminism actually is and all I really want to do is whine about ‘why don’t we all get along’” and I take it as active instructions to stay as far away from you as possible.
I think that it is more important to focus on the character and level of advocacy of a person, rather than what they call themselves. I mean, this hypothetical “humanist” may do more for Women’s Rights than this hypothetcial “feminist” who is judging humanist, simply because said ”humanist” calls themselves “humanist.”
JJ has colic. It’s very mild, luckily, but nonetheless, still colic. That is why I haven’t been on here lately. I’ve tried many different things, and they’re all hit-or-miss on whether or not they will work. However, they said that by 6 months he should be outgrowing it, and that is now ONLY a month away. I really hope so. I love him to pieces, but I’ve gotten to the point where I almost dread him. I thought about putting him on Soy Formula, just so I could get a break from him. I know that sounds terrible, but it just gets exhausting after a while. Things will get better, and then I will be glad that he is still my breastfeeding champ.
On Thursday, my sister will be moving in with me. It’s a kind of help me/ help you situation. I’m going to help her get her life back on track, and she’s going to help me with the kids and house. That will be a blessing. I just need to get through this rough part of my life, and then, who knows, I may be back to blogging or I may continue to make myself scarce. Either way, I do keep many of you in my thoughts, and I read your blogs from time to time. Hope all is well, to you.
I’m rooting for Fiona, even though she’s a horrible person. I can’t help it. I love Jessica Lange so much.
Oh, me too. I love her.