Tell me you don't hate this:
You're hanging out, doing your thing. Parenting, pregnancy, shopping, whatever. And you hear 'oh I wouldn't do/eat/buy that'
huh?
"That is bad for you"
Um...what?
"Yeah you should not do/eat/buy that."
Seriously people?
I am not trying to offend anyone that thinks they are helping someone out. Not my intention.
But I am offering my own unsolicited advice. And that is "Don't"
Don't try to help anyone. Don't tell pregnant women not to drink coffee (seriously, at the wrong moment you could get it splashed in your face). Don't tell a parent not to give their kid juice or that they need to step outside with their kid during a tantrum...unless you would like said kid sent home with you. Don't tell shoppers what products to buy, whats healthy and whats not, not to shop at wal-mart.
Live YOUR life, not another person's life. You will be 100% better off.
You won't be invasive, intrusive and rude. You will be able to help yourself more when other peoples trivia is not butting into your own life and eventually your actions will change your thoughts.
Which means you will stop being bothered by so many people. Which means you will pay attention to your own life.
So...as Voltaire said...CULTIVATE YOUR GARDEN (not anyone else's)
Monday, May 31, 2010
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Today my toddler is 3
Labels:
birthdays,
the toddler
***Life has been busy and crazy and crazy busy but I HAD to find the time to write this for my guy***
Three years ago today I was in the hospital. I was going through labor yet again to produce another fine child for the raising. He was born long but small, relatively. At 7lbs 10ozs he has been my lightest baby. I remember staring at him for what was probably minutes but felt like hours saying 'you are so small' over and over.
He has remained a tiny guy, not ridiculously small, but he is not the big guy that his brother is or among the bigger kids in his age group.
He was active and alert from the start. That is not special for my kids. What was special was his early crawling. Early walking was nothing new, but the crawling normally waited till 6 months. At 4.5 months I video taped the guy army crawling all over the floor.
He is still a super active guy. He is into everything. He dances. And he is so smart. I know. Its shocking to hear a mother say something like that.
He is definitely a challenge, and definitely in one of the harder ages to parent. The energy and interest and curiosity and need to 'do it himself' does...on several daily occasions...drive me CRAZY. But there are an equal number of times that I am so proud, like when he counts to 15, picks up toys, hugs his sister, helps with the baby, etc.
He is a nice guy but tough, tough tough tough. He will get hurt and cry and as soon as you say 'its okay' he's fine. He will equally play football and princess with either older sibling. He loves helping with his baby. And he gives the best hugs.
He sings his big brother and sister to sleep at night.
He pretends to be our Pastor as a game, he will sing Jesus Loves Me, have the big kids come sit with him, show them something and pretend its about Jesus, and then pray JUST like Pastor does for Childrens Sermon. Its pretty amazing.
I am ever so thankful that this little guy is mine. I'm looking forward to this year, I think 2-3 gets steadily worse for listening and behaving but 3-4 gets steadily better. That will be very nice I think :)
Three years ago today I was in the hospital. I was going through labor yet again to produce another fine child for the raising. He was born long but small, relatively. At 7lbs 10ozs he has been my lightest baby. I remember staring at him for what was probably minutes but felt like hours saying 'you are so small' over and over.
He has remained a tiny guy, not ridiculously small, but he is not the big guy that his brother is or among the bigger kids in his age group.
He was active and alert from the start. That is not special for my kids. What was special was his early crawling. Early walking was nothing new, but the crawling normally waited till 6 months. At 4.5 months I video taped the guy army crawling all over the floor.
He is still a super active guy. He is into everything. He dances. And he is so smart. I know. Its shocking to hear a mother say something like that.
He is definitely a challenge, and definitely in one of the harder ages to parent. The energy and interest and curiosity and need to 'do it himself' does...on several daily occasions...drive me CRAZY. But there are an equal number of times that I am so proud, like when he counts to 15, picks up toys, hugs his sister, helps with the baby, etc.
He is a nice guy but tough, tough tough tough. He will get hurt and cry and as soon as you say 'its okay' he's fine. He will equally play football and princess with either older sibling. He loves helping with his baby. And he gives the best hugs.
He sings his big brother and sister to sleep at night.
He pretends to be our Pastor as a game, he will sing Jesus Loves Me, have the big kids come sit with him, show them something and pretend its about Jesus, and then pray JUST like Pastor does for Childrens Sermon. Its pretty amazing.
I am ever so thankful that this little guy is mine. I'm looking forward to this year, I think 2-3 gets steadily worse for listening and behaving but 3-4 gets steadily better. That will be very nice I think :)
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