So I’m having a bit of writer’s block.
I blame summer’s relaxed schedule, I blame the long holiday weekend, and I blame my girls getting older by the minute and me having fewer “oh let’s share that cute story with the Internet” moments. I feel like I’m teetering precariously on the edge of some sort of a blog midlife crisis where I write about nothing but my disdain for my spider veins, but that’s a subject for another post.
One of the cool things about blogging is virtually meeting people from all over the world. I’m a small town girl who still lives 45 minutes from the four-way stop metropolis she grew up in so this fascinates me, but then I also remember cell phones that weighed 10 pounds and when Madonna was on Friday Night Videos.
Allison at Life in a Pink Fibro, a freelance writer in Australia and a regular commenter, tagged me for a meme and since I am still shaking pool water and sparkler dust from my brain I thought I’d post my riveting responses.
Did you have a Birth Plan? How did that work out for you?
Are you kidding?
My birth plan can be summed up in four words: GET THIS BABY OUT with an underlying theme of CAN I HAVE AN EPIDURAL YET, CAN I? CAN I? PLEASE CAN I? PLEASE?
Seriously, even if I’d had a birth plan (and Lord knows I have anal retentive tendencies so I’m not sure why I didn’t have one printed and notarized) it would have been of no use because with Miss C I labored all night, pushed for 2 1/2 hours, and ended up having an emergency c-section. All dignity went out the window when the nurses had me stand up and hold on to a birth bar while giving me oxygen through a mask and cheering me on to keep pushing. That was my parental baptism by fire moment when I realized that you can plan all you want for each stage of parenting, but kids will pretty much throw you for a loop, exhaust you, and leave you with a big bill to pay every time. With Miss A I had a scheduled c-section and was incredibly thankful I did because after she was born I didn’t feel like I’d been run over and dragged through the streets by a semi after having my girly innards stretched back and forth like Silly Putty.
You’re welcome. And here all I’d worried about for weeks prior to Miss C’s big debut were the dreaded mesh panties.
Honestly my birth experience with Miss C was pretty darn rough (I almost needed a blood transfusion after I had her and I got rushed to the hospital 8 weeks postpartum with some freaky bleeding) so I’m surprised I had total amnesia when it came to having Miss A, but I did. That’s what good drugs will do for you.
Did you, at any stage, attempt Gina Ford’s Contented Baby regimen?
Never heard of it but contended babies are a great thing. I did find that both girls zoned out to white noise. They also loved to be swaddled.
What is your favorite form of exercise?
I’m not a big gym lover but I love to go for walks or do the elliptical machine. I’ve been half-assedly doing Jillian Michaels’ Shred DVD but I wouldn’t say that I love it. I tolerate it because I can see the results!
What was the best first date you ever went on?
Of course I’m going to say my first date with my husband way back in the spring of 1987 when we were just kids attending the same high school. I asked him to go to a dance with me. He was the cute blonde boy I’d see in the halls, always wearing a jean jacket. I was the “older woman” by a year and a half. We have both grown up so much since then…for the most part. He was driving his mom’s white sedan back then and I was wearing way too much purple eyeshadow and hair spritzer.
Dark, Milk, or White Chocolate?
All of the above. Actually dark chocolate is my favorite, if I had to choose just one.
Anyone care to play along with this meme? Just let me know in the comments!