tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post115600333520910573..comments2024-03-06T05:16:15.314-05:00Comments on Chicky Chicky Baby: Open for businessChicky Chicky Babyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18056206889322232109noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-77121384304217394262022-07-17T03:44:23.854-05:002022-07-17T03:44:23.854-05:00replica bags in dubai gucci replica u8f15n9t82 joy...replica bags in dubai <a href="https://www.dolabuy.ru/gucci-c-157_168/" rel="nofollow"><strong>gucci replica</strong></a> u8f15n9t82 joy replica bags review you could look here j4a65l7e12 <a href="https://www.dolabuy.ru/handbags-c-157/" rel="nofollow"><strong>best replica designer bags</strong></a> replica bags thailand best replica bags online 2018 <a href="https://www.dolabuy.ru/hermes-c-157_281/" rel="nofollow"><strong>replica hermes bag</strong></a> l5t43u1w66 replica bags and shoessteeseauhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01012498119668271507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-63576573574934915482022-06-22T15:57:24.643-05:002022-06-22T15:57:24.643-05:00vérifiez ceci jetez un œil sur ce site Web il a ... vérifiez ceci <a href="https://www.dolabuy.ru/fr/35cm-togo-c-157_281_282_284/hermes-birkin-35cm-togo-sacs-%C3%A0-main-en-cuir-vert-p-2463.html" rel="nofollow"><strong>jetez un œil sur ce site Web</strong></a> il a raison <a href="https://www.dolabuy.ru/fr/besace-c-157_315_321/c%C3%A9line-best-quality-designer-folco-besace-191502-replica-bags-p-5100.html" rel="nofollow"><strong>Chloe Dolabuy</strong></a> revoir <a href="https://www.dolabuy.ru/fr/morsure-de-cheval-c-157_168_182/gucci-wholesale-replica-602204-horsebit-1955-sac-%C3%A0-bandouli%C3%A8re-p-4545.html" rel="nofollow"><strong>Vérifiez ceci</strong></a>leenythathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07874521221913896388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1157128838865137182006-09-01T11:40:00.000-05:002006-09-01T11:40:00.000-05:00Good for you for telling your husband clearly what...Good for you for telling your husband clearly what you need from him. My life is so much easier when I do that!<BR/><BR/>I went on a 7 day retreat last summer. No phones. No electricity. No cell phone reception. I had to completely trust my husband and the Universe to take care of my little ones. <BR/><BR/>The first night I almost had a panic attack. Literally. <BR/><BR/><BR/>I came back knowing myself better. I came back more trusting, and more in love with my husband. He also was more in love with "me" the adventurer than he had been with "me" the grumpy disappeared woman. <BR/><BR/>Giving up control was such a good lesson for me (though I'm in no hurry to go to that extreme again)!Michelle O'Neilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03221354521123541601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156396431572174072006-08-24T00:13:00.000-05:002006-08-24T00:13:00.000-05:00dude, I had that epiphany yesterday. the one that...dude, I had that epiphany yesterday. the one that was a flash of light, and a resultant head-spinning fear, wherein I saw my future; the one where I never get a break.<BR/><BR/>and I tried to figure out how I was not aware of that until yesterday. <BR/><BR/>(or how I've had so little sleep so as to forget something so mind-bending.)<BR/><BR/>I'm glad your husband got the point. being left behind is bad enough, w/out having to miss the phone calls.Debbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14163363926316904033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156360498440715412006-08-23T14:14:00.000-05:002006-08-23T14:14:00.000-05:00I know I am probably commenter #99 but thanks for ...I know I am probably commenter #99 but thanks for this. I do want tp print it and show it to my husband. I feel like you read my mind. <BR/>Its not that I dont want to do it all, but I feel like I have to do it all and do all of the thinking too. I am so very tired. And I completely undersatnd the urge to rewind back to when it was just you. I love my life, but i miss my old life sometimes.Miguelitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10134489935342720776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156333100904638812006-08-23T06:38:00.000-05:002006-08-23T06:38:00.000-05:00We're 24 by 7 that's for sure. It never stops. N...We're 24 by 7 that's for sure. It never stops. <BR/>N. used to travel a lot, and many times overseas. Between the time differences and the crappy cell service I got used to not getting a phone call right away.<BR/>Not that I was happy about it, but it's another thing that you accept I suppose.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156283311619928392006-08-22T16:48:00.000-05:002006-08-22T16:48:00.000-05:00Just simply the most straightforward and accurate ...Just simply the most straightforward and accurate description of the motherhood familiar to me! No crap, no apologies.<BR/><BR/>See this is why you'll never write for Blogging Baby :> and why I love to read da Chicky Chicky Baby.mo-wohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10934156423936866994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156258442113003262006-08-22T09:54:00.000-05:002006-08-22T09:54:00.000-05:00Your words are right on the money. There is no mom...Your words are right on the money. There is no mommy off switch. The neon light might flicker a few times before glowing bright green again. (Hee hee I'm a tacky motel!)<BR/><BR/>Thank you for expressing this so perfectly. I'm adding this to my husband's required reading list.ms bluehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06997925420763913039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156254664131086532006-08-22T08:51:00.000-05:002006-08-22T08:51:00.000-05:00And don't expect thanks for it either, right?It's ...And don't expect thanks for it either, right?<BR/><BR/>It's amazing that we choose to procreate. Damnit. We should be rulers of the world right now with all the shit we go through.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156223906447285242006-08-22T00:18:00.000-05:002006-08-22T00:18:00.000-05:00Yahoo! At least he called. That's progress!Yahoo! At least he called. That's progress!Cristinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07245436504933052526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156215439816271292006-08-21T21:57:00.000-05:002006-08-21T21:57:00.000-05:00I get pissed at my hubby for doing the same thing....I get pissed at my hubby for doing the same thing. Its just cause I want to know he's safe. So now even if he's crabby as hell, I still get a call. Its a snotty, short call, but at least its a call. :-)Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08527762200993175239noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156210932671986192006-08-21T20:42:00.000-05:002006-08-21T20:42:00.000-05:00Wow, I could have written almost this exact same p...Wow, I could have written almost this exact same post. TCBIM doesn't do much in the way of child care. In fact, he doesn't do much in the way of anything, really. I'm about ready to start mowing the lawn myself - it's more than shaggy at this point.Major Bedheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17669161302510096751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156196186918618542006-08-21T16:36:00.000-05:002006-08-21T16:36:00.000-05:00Last night my hub called from Illinois and for the...Last night my hub called from Illinois and for the first time in our entire relationship he said, "I wish you guys were here. I hate this hotel. I don't like being here without you."<BR/><BR/>For the first, oh, EIGHT years of our relationship he never called when he was away.<BR/><BR/>Parenthood changes you, huh? And yeah, Mr. Chicky seems like a smartalec!Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11342425698876916791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156182108707739012006-08-21T12:41:00.000-05:002006-08-21T12:41:00.000-05:00It's so true. When I was at BlogHer, my mind was s...It's so true. When I was at BlogHer, my mind was still drifting to Cordy at least once an hour, wondering what she was doing, what Aaron was feeding her, etc. Even though I was on the West coast, I still felt the need to parent her, even from afar.Christinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07345875955750219033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156180149175089372006-08-21T12:09:00.000-05:002006-08-21T12:09:00.000-05:00New to your blog. This is so true. We are the mo...New to your blog. This is so true. We are the mother 24/7. Even while away they are in our minds CONSTANTLY. I really relate to that wanting to get away, even just for a few hours, and be me, the non-mommy version of myself.<BR/><BR/>I went to a movie actually at the theater - I know, unheard of - and when I got up to go to the bathroom I thought as I opened the door "wait, I'm a mom." I'd forgotten for about half an hour as I paid attention to the movie instead of my baby. And I was relieved when I remembered.bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01471056466254620749noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156177533182758242006-08-21T11:25:00.000-05:002006-08-21T11:25:00.000-05:00NO hour lunch break, no clocking out at 6. It seem...NO hour lunch break, no clocking out at 6. It seems unfair and it probably is. And as for visiting that former self, it would be great, however becoming mothers has defined us further, our person continues to develop and grow and change and that other person is still in us only somewhat older, wiser, less self involved. You're so right about even if we let her out to play, it's not really her. I sit here blogging to enjoy myself, yet I am listening for a sleeping baby to wake and telling myself I should be cleaning and doing laundry and not leaving my 3 year old to his own devices. I will always be jealous of my husbands freedom, but I will be grateful for the things I enjoy as well. What a great post we can all relate to.Sorry for the novel of a comment.Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00718351128994422522noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156174082228182182006-08-21T10:28:00.000-05:002006-08-21T10:28:00.000-05:00Ohhh... I know this one...A big huge sigh...My hus...Ohhh... I know this one...<BR/>A big huge sigh...My husband travels a great deal over the 'pond'... And with time changes and the like... There ae slips...<BR/>He now knows how important it is for me to check in...<BR/>But his need to check in is entirely different than mine...<BR/><BR/>But I think Mrs. Chicky you need to take a 'me' break...<BR/>You need to take a wee time for yourself...<BR/>Plan a we getaway with a friend...<BR/>Have Mr. Chicky be the soul caregiver...and make certain that you are at least a 2 hour journey away...<BR/>They will be fine...<BR/>And it will be a break that will help you rejuice...<BR/>It does not matter if it is a cabin or a city... Just take a bit of Mrs. Chicky time...<BR/>And of course you can call in...<BR/>But that's all...Pendullumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11833881250780345533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156173987736837822006-08-21T10:26:00.000-05:002006-08-21T10:26:00.000-05:00Mothers NEVER take a day off...boy, that is the tr...Mothers NEVER take a day off...boy, that is the truest statement ever.<BR/>I have been upset with my husband for not calling me before on a business trip. He says "Well, don't worry...if something bad happened to me SOMEONE would call you." OK....that makes me feel sooooo much better!The Domesticatorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08333326286672903879noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156133018399013282006-08-20T23:03:00.000-05:002006-08-20T23:03:00.000-05:00I totally feel this post. I can't switch of being...I totally feel this post. I can't switch of being a mom no matte rhow much I'd like a few minutes off to think solely about me. Sometimes I wish I could change it for awhile...but I don't think I would if I actually had the chance to.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156105841988916442006-08-20T15:30:00.000-05:002006-08-20T15:30:00.000-05:00Oh, how I can relate. On so many levels. I often t...Oh, how I can relate. On so many levels. I often think that I just need time for me -- to strip it all away and just get to the inner me. <BR/><BR/>It's funny -- Julia asked me today if I was being a mommy and I said, "I'm always a mommy, Julia." I meant it too -- even when I'm sleeping, I'm a mommy. I sleep with one ear open...I know you do, too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156080390874710542006-08-20T08:26:00.000-05:002006-08-20T08:26:00.000-05:00Shee-it. I still call from the grocery store to ma...Shee-it. I still call from the grocery store to make sure Genius Child is OK. I have <I>finally</I> trained KAATN to call immediately after one of his SWAT calls was over just so I knew he wasn't dead or shot up too badly. But when he's away? We're still working on that, but we are making progress ... after all, he is still an old dog.<BR/>But about the mommy always being on-duty? Right friggin' on. I used to not understand why the man, who has lived with our child for her entire 19 months, could not figure out what she was supposed to eat at what times. Then I realized, it's because I was always telling him - I never allowed him to think for himself. <BR/>Perhaps we need to let them figure out on their own, let them play a totally active role for a while and see how that goes. Oh wait, I <I>had</I> to do that for a week in FarsiLand. The child ate PB&J sandwiches and apple slices once the pre-cooked real food was gone.<BR/>Sigh.Irreverent Antisocial Intellectualhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05138895871863639454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156077616047595472006-08-20T07:40:00.000-05:002006-08-20T07:40:00.000-05:00My husband and I just and a huge..HUGE..fight abou...My husband and I just and a huge..HUGE..fight about this exact thing yesterday. Mommy's never get a day off. Ever.Sandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17049745050947936354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156073439842925392006-08-20T06:30:00.000-05:002006-08-20T06:30:00.000-05:00I asked my hubby how he sleeps so solidly every ni...I asked my hubby how he sleeps so solidly every night, and not hear the stirring/crying baby. "I know you will," he says. Ugh, sometimes I hate mommy radar.Mamacita Tinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11984053506182838282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156045371034717302006-08-19T22:42:00.000-05:002006-08-19T22:42:00.000-05:00That was a beautiful post! My husband is a wonder...That was a beautiful post! My husband is a wonderful father (and husband) too, but as they say, "a mother's work is never done". <BR/>And Mike would be in big trouble if he didn't call on a business trip too! I would just worry about him. I'm a worrier. I've always been a worrier (even before I became a mother)!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1156043619933666962006-08-19T22:13:00.000-05:002006-08-19T22:13:00.000-05:00I have a hard time relinquishing control over to m...I have a hard time relinquishing control over to my husband. He is perfectly capable of doing any and every thing that the kids need, and sometimes I have to step back and LET him. I have a tendency to micro-manage.<BR/><BR/>BlogHer '07 will be an excellent opportunity for Mr. Chicky to get some exclusive parenting time, don't you think?!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com