done with the day
Posted: January 12, 2009 Filed under: Uncategorized 13 Comments »The weekend:
Last night, we kindly warned Beck about the upcoming diaper change and offered him a chance to have it done right in front of the <strike>baby crack</strike> YouTube he loves so well. He looked at us as though he understood when I instructed him, "Lay down on this blanket, Beck, and we'll change your diaper here." Without comment, he walked toward the blanket and Wes and I beamed. Then he walked OVER the blanket and kept going, into his room, where he unceremoniously shut the door on us. A second attempt brought the exact same result, with perhaps a bit more attitude in his door slam.
Mama's Boy, that one. When something in life troubles you, my son, run to your room and hide. And master the art of the Fuck You Door Slam. It comes in handy.
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I switched back to full feed on RSS feeds so please click through and comment even though I'm giving it all up to you at once. I had gone to partial feed thinking it would make more people comment, seeing that they were would then be on my actual page and all. Instead it just seemed to lessen my comments and make me feel a bit lonely. Or maybe it was really just the CRAP writing that's been passing for blog posts around here. Either way, I promise to write something genuine at least a few times a week and you promise to keep on clicking. As you were.
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Wherein I am a big old bloggy dork:
I am beside myself starstruck excited that I will hopefully be meeting (dare I say… hanging out with? for a moment or two?) two of our bloggy superstars, Cecily and Mel. They even wrote back to me when I bugged them on Facebook. I seriously can't believe that anyone still knows of my blog after the last year of slowly being sucked under by babyworld, but I am grateful to them for their kind assistance.
So now I need all of you to help me decide whether to push myself to do more. I am going to BlogHer for real for real! Yay! There is this thing they do there called "A Room of Your Own" where you decide what it's about and run it and they put it on the schedule. I am thinking there should be something about "What To Do With Your Infertility Blog When You Have A Kid." Wes thinks it could be expanded to "What To Do With Your Cancer Blog When You Go Into Remission" or "What To Do With Your… I don't know… Guinea Pig Blog When It Dies." Something about moving forward, reinvention or not, meeting the needs of your readers, etc, etc. Betrayal and drama and boredom. But whatever it is going to be, it has to be good enough to get people to vote for it. That's how they are selected – you give a title and description and the BlogHer public gets to vote on which 12 they want.
What do you think?
And are there any of you out there who have been to one of these kinds of Room Of Your Own sessions at BlogHer and who have any input on what it's like. I can't decide whether to go for it or not. The BlogHer folks were encouraging but maybe they were just being nice.
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Note to self: YOU HAVE FIBROMYALGIA. Don't be an idiot and make a deal wherein YOU agree to shovel the snow if Wes will change the poopy diaper. No matter how hard the baby might kick you in the boob, it will be quicker than the ice and the shovel, which will be kicking your sorry ass for the whole damn week.
So what was your reaction to Beck? Annoyance? Foolish pride? Laughter? I know I was giggling.
I remember changing hell, I could never understand it when he was young but then it all changes. I used to sit at his feet sort of on my knees and trap his legs under my butt but not with full pressure or anything, just trapped. Then I would change him without getting kicked or having him squirm away. Very tricky.
LMAO at the door slam though, Bliss had not even thought of that yet.
yay for full feed!!!
& BIG YAY for getting in touch with Mel & Cecily! I am so so jealous.
I really like your idea for a topic. I can imagine all kinds of issues to explore within- beyond just what to do with your blog. Also- how to move about your community, how to leave comments for blogs that used to be just like yours, etc. I expect you to do a full bloggy play by play for us. & in exchange hells yes I will vote for your topic!
I’m not above laying Ender in front of the W*ggl*s for a change. Not baby crack but baby heroin. Makes him as limp and passive as a newborn. Once he stayed there, pants off lying on an open diaper while I ran downstairs to get the cream. Didn’t move an inch. Didn’t even seem to notice I was gone.
I like your topic idea. I’m already wondering what to do with my blog once I’m not in Istanbul anymore. Seems my few readers have disappeared now that I’m not writing about it anymore.
1) The door slam. Hilarious. My four-year old, who has lots of attitude about other things, has yet to conceptualize the door slam. Way to go, Beck.
2) Thanks for switching to full feed. Now I fully read and will fully comment.
3) That’s a great idea for a BlogHer topic… how to transition from one state to the next… do you keep the same blog, start a fresh one, apologize to all of your old readers for not being the same person you once were? I could go on, but I’m sure you smart women will come up with all kinds of great ideas.
Dude. Will you hang with me at BlogHer? I am totally going.
Commenting! Uh, nothing really else to say. But I’ve been ordered to
I like that blogher workshop idea. I occasionally write a knitting blog, but feel sort of boxed in by that idea and don’t know how to operate around it. So it sounds awesome to me. Even though I’m not going to BlogHer. Anyway, good luck!
i cant get past the visual of beck and the door slam response to you and wes. it IS good to learn the art of a well=placed door slam.
blogher sounds totally fun and i like your room idea topic. i would come.
The door slam is awesome. heehee
The door slamming is funny unless it is happening to you. And even then it is still a little funny. My 1 1/2 year does the same thing.
I wish I could go to BlogHer. I think your idea is excellent. Good luck.
I had a guinea pig and it never occurred to me to create a guinea pig blog and it makes me so sad that I missed the chance. Because…um…well…he’s not here anymore. But then I’d have the same problem and end up in the same birds of a feather room. I’m cheering you on to pull that one together.
I’m apologizing for not commenting enough.
I just wanted you to know that my lack of comments are only a reflection of being so busy with work and babies and all that good stuff – never on a desire not to click through!