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We need all you Mommin’ It Up readers to support us in a big way! Monday’s post, When Motherhood Meets HAZMAT (aka MY LIFE) is a Top 10 Finalist in the PediaScribe “Dirty Story” contest. YOUR votes determine who wins, and I WANNA WIN! So please go on over to PediaScribe and VOTE! You can vote from noon today until noon Monday. There will be a poll and ballot box posted for you to vote. And I sure would appreciate it if you all would tell all your friends to go to here and vote for When Motherhood Meets HAZMAT by Mommin’ It Up!
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My hero

Andy and I seem to wait til the last minute on really important things. For example, we completed our required pre-marital thingy exactly two weeks before the big day. I can still see the looks on the faces of the other couples when introductions were made, and I can hear the leader squeaking out “June 30th? Of this year?” So no one should have been surprised when I scheduled our childbirth class right around my 38th week of pregnancy.

The classes were pretty good, really, but I can only remember a few bits of the information we learned now. I do have a vivid picture in my mind of the moment Andy learned the meaning of the word “episiotomy,” though!

My favorite part was when all of us pregos had to get down on the floor (which is no easy feat) and pretend to be in labor so we could practice all the pain relieving techniques we could use if there was a catastrophe and the hospital ran out of drugs or something. One thing that the teacher told us was that the partner pressing on the mother’s hip during labor somehow eased the pain (don’t ask me how).

My husband was apparently really paying attention when the nurse demonstrated that technique.

Not long after that, I woke up in the middle of the night with a terrible charley horse. Like the charley horse to end all charley horses. I was in serious pain and I couldn’t do anything about it. You know that trick where you’re supposed to pull back your big toe to stretch out the muscle? Well I was hugely pregnant and couldn’t even reach my toe. And I certainly didn’t have the five minutes it would take to haul myself out of bed. So I tried to wake up Andy.

I was screaming “Andy! Help me! I have a charley horse!” But, after a few too many cold ones with the boys, he was out for the count. After what seemed like another hour, my yelling finally pulled him out of his slumber enough to help me.

So what does my knight in shining armor do to relieve my pain?

He pushed on my hip.

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Our story, “When Motherhood Meets HAZMAT (aka MY LIFE) was chosen as a top 10 “Dirty” Story in Karen’s contest at PediaScribe. Starting tomorrow at noon, you can go to PediaScribe and VOTE FOR US!!!! (Ok, read all the nominees and vote your conscience. Or, just VOTE FOR US!!) You only have until NOON Monday, July 23rd, to vote, so please don’t delay! Vote from NOON Friday July 20, unti NOON Monday, July 23rd. Dont’ worry, we’ll remind you again. 🙂 Click HERE to read the stories and vote!
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“Mother Shock” by Andrea Buchanan



Every once in a while I run across a book that I have to tell everyone I know about. “Mother Shock” by Andrea Buchanan belongs at this category… at the top of the list.

It was probably the best book on actual parenting I’ve read – not like what to do when babies have fevers and how to change diapers, but about what it’s really like to be a parent. For me, at least, motherhood is not always easy, and it was quite a shock in the beginning. This book tells the story much more frankly and clearly than I could, and it was very heartening for me to discover that I wasn’t (completely) nuts.

Here’s the official book description:

According to Andrea Buchanan, “mother shock” is the state in which many new parents exist during those first confusing, chaotic, and often comical years of parenting. It is the clash between expectation and result, theory and reality; a twilight zone of 24-hour-a-day living where life is no longer neatly divided into day and night. It is the stress of trying to acclimate quickly to the immediacy of mothering; of formulating a new conception of oneself, one’s role in the family and in the world; of shouldering a fearful new level of responsibility and a new delegation of domestic duties. In this much-needed and delightfully funny collection, Buchanan shares the insight she gains as she moves through the stages of mother shock. From “Fear of the Double Stroller” and “Confessions of a Bottle Feeder” to “I’m an Idiot” and “Everything I Needed to Know I Learned in Playgroup,” Buchanan details the unimaginably difficult and unbelievably rewarding process of becoming a mother. Spanning the first three years of her daughter’s life, these amusing ruminations on mothering will strike a chord with every new mother.

Head over to Amazon and pick it up… I highly recommend it!

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