tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post117087916170468832..comments2024-03-06T05:16:15.314-05:00Comments on Chicky Chicky Baby: If you're looking for me I'll be hiding underneath my pillowChicky Chicky Babyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18056206889322232109noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-51693723281905447152013-03-20T20:14:36.545-05:002013-03-20T20:14:36.545-05:00buy tramadol buy ultram canada - tramadol 50 mg ex...<a href="http://www.markbattypublisher.com/jsp/buytramadol/#7944" rel="nofollow">buy tramadol</a> buy ultram canada - tramadol 50 mg experienceAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1171259962519357792007-02-12T00:59:00.000-05:002007-02-12T00:59:00.000-05:00boy, that made less than no sense. it made under-...boy, that made less than no sense. it made under-sense.<BR/><BR/>um. what I meant was, thank you for admitting to not always having it together, because it makes me feel better.<BR/><BR/>and, clearly, it's all about me. *wink*Debbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14163363926316904033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1171259907905547692007-02-12T00:58:00.000-05:002007-02-12T00:58:00.000-05:00or, you could realize that you wouldn't be my UBER...or, you could realize that you wouldn't be my UBER-HERO for having been normal, like most of us, because seriously? <BR/><BR/>I fucking hate those super-mommies. they can bite my cranky, smooshy ass.<BR/><BR/>love you, girly.Debbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14163363926316904033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1171253667489398992007-02-11T23:14:00.000-05:002007-02-11T23:14:00.000-05:00You know, I bet all those other mothers have their...You know, I bet all those other mothers have their moments too. I always feel awkward with my Mom's group--too old, too boisterous. My daughter is so shy around the other kids that I feel as if I'm always tripping over myself to protect her. Did I mention the age? Nothing makes you feel the stigma of being an older mom more than being in a Mom's group where you are a good decade older than the oldest one. <BR/><BR/>Chin up, sweet Chicky. Those swim diapers are just a cheap marketing ploy anyway. Next time, just say "Fuck this noise" and go into the wading pool commando with the little Chick in tow. Show 'em the power of a grey hoo haw. Now that would make a fine birthday present.Madhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13416585771017767796noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1171124156505625062007-02-10T11:15:00.000-05:002007-02-10T11:15:00.000-05:00Well, my favorite little Chicky bird, I have to sa...Well, my favorite little Chicky bird, I have to say FUCK it.<BR/><BR/>I know, such potty language, but I've had a rough week. I wouldn't worry about such feelings of inadequacy and woe about the little bird's speech. My darling Fric, the eldest, didn't string together a two word sentence until she was almost three.<BR/><BR/>I even went to the pediatrician and had her hearing tested and everything. She understood everything, she was just a stubborn mule when it came to speech.<BR/><BR/>Now I tell her to zip the lips at least a dozen times a day. Oneday she opened her mouth and I don't believe she has shut it since. Sigh.<BR/><BR/>The chicky baby will be the same. Trust me. <BR/><BR/>As for the not being prepared, well, that's my domain too. I just like to tell myself I'm too cool to conform to those freakish self-imposed standards that other mommy's like to live by.<BR/><BR/>I have a solution for ya: Nipple rings. They'll set you free. Trust me.<BR/><BR/>And email me a list of the good wines, kay? Cuz my mommy juice needs an update.Redneck Mommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09947243296264284961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1171056770565039332007-02-09T16:32:00.000-05:002007-02-09T16:32:00.000-05:00Hey, just send a giftie with a note apologizing fo...Hey, just send a giftie with a note apologizing for leaving it at home. And always confirm plans before future dates with these switheroo-pullers!kittenpiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05215443551546036909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1171034477995093572007-02-09T10:21:00.000-05:002007-02-09T10:21:00.000-05:00Reading all that, I can tell you with complete hon...Reading all that, I can tell you with complete honesty that YOU are the mom I want to hang out with. So there.OhTheJoyshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05031731198115388411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1170995602794973492007-02-08T23:33:00.000-05:002007-02-08T23:33:00.000-05:00About the present thing, that is TOTALLY something...About the present thing, that is TOTALLY something I would do. Gah! It's an easy faux pas to make - especially when you thought no one was bringing presents.<BR/><BR/>As for the other stuff, my Little Guy is behind all his playmates on language development too and I've had to mooch a diaper or two before. Don't beat yourself up. I know it's hard not to compare, but you're a good mom, a loving mom, and forgetting the sunscreen doesn't change that one bit.Cristinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07245436504933052526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1170992216124210502007-02-08T22:36:00.000-05:002007-02-08T22:36:00.000-05:00You're way too hard on yourself. I like you the w...You're way too hard on yourself. I like you the way you are, and not like one of those pickle-up-the-butt moms you're describing. Easy going + mistakes = happy, less stress (well less if you learn to accept who you are). Control freak + perfect = insane, possibly snapping at any point.Mamacita Tinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11984053506182838282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1170990724038450032007-02-08T22:12:00.000-05:002007-02-08T22:12:00.000-05:00Which is why I stay home as much as possible.My si...Which is why I stay home as much as possible.<BR/>My sil's SIS LOVES telling me great tips that I should already know...you can HEAR dumbass after every statement.<BR/><BR/>My friend is like that. When her kid was about your kids age, she would arrive with TWO bags of stuff. A foldup toilet seat being one of them. Food, drink and about 5 changes of clothes.<BR/><BR/>I can count on one hand the times I remembered a change of clothes.<BR/><BR/>And forget the pool...sunscree??? hats??? <BR/><BR/>Sigh.Crunchy Carpetshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09543476826068578576noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1170987978029944782007-02-08T21:26:00.000-05:002007-02-08T21:26:00.000-05:00Oh Mrs. Chicky...first of all, they SHOULD'VE TOLD...Oh Mrs. Chicky...first of all, they SHOULD'VE TOLD YOU that there were going to be gifts this year. That wasn't fair, nor cool. <BR/>And second of all, they just SEEM like they have it all together. One of my best friends is one of those moms that seems like she has it all together...and let me tell ya, between me-you-and the woodwork? She doesn't.Kevin Charnashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05548894554530312882noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1170973206139742442007-02-08T17:20:00.000-05:002007-02-08T17:20:00.000-05:00It seems like your friends love you no matter all ...It seems like your friends love you no matter all these mishaps, many of which don't even seem to be your fault! Don't beat yourself up over them.Damselflyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00139191935886860839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1170964512486812932007-02-08T14:55:00.000-05:002007-02-08T14:55:00.000-05:00Honey, you are doing just fine, those other mom's ...Honey, you are doing just fine, those other mom's are probably wearing 3 day old underwear. Nobody is perfect, don't be so harsh on yourself.Mama en Fuegohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15266558148926370416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1170961517689924452007-02-08T14:05:00.000-05:002007-02-08T14:05:00.000-05:00Oh, don't sweat it. All of these things are really...Oh, don't sweat it. All of these things are really inconsequential in the long run. Though I have to say, I've felt the same way many times. I think you and I would get along perfectly! :-)Kimberlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07628744950564301288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1170954131417394112007-02-08T12:02:00.000-05:002007-02-08T12:02:00.000-05:00You just narrated the story of my life - and not j...You just narrated the story of my life - and not just since having a child. Thank you for making me feel like I'm not alone!Maureen Fitzgeraldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12285772583714115766noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1170949279787945342007-02-08T10:41:00.000-05:002007-02-08T10:41:00.000-05:00I don't want to cause any existential angst here b...I don't want to cause any existential angst here but I just can't help thinking that if they were really your friends, they wouldn't care if you didn't show up with wipes...a gift...a swim diaper. They would just be glad that you were there and would exude generosity rather than judgement.Vikkihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11241303252794599873noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1170942095389796172007-02-08T08:41:00.000-05:002007-02-08T08:41:00.000-05:00Oh Mrs. C~~ None of this stuff reflects on you as ...Oh Mrs. C~~ None of this stuff reflects on you as a mother. i was the same exact way, and thank the stars, my kid grew up to be a terrific person. With a great memory and a knack for being prepared. I taught her that. With all my forgetting.<BR/><BR/>You are just preparing Chicky for life.It's not always planned out perfectly and she'll learn to roll with it.Avalonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12717171111059212946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1170923430314019962007-02-08T03:30:00.000-05:002007-02-08T03:30:00.000-05:00I've been there, done that. Still am doing the wh...I've been there, done that. Still am doing the whole "leave the house without the proper gear" on kid #3!!!!<BR/><BR/>It's a wonder I am alive, or my kids!<BR/><BR/>And these women of which you speak, they aren't perfect. Trust me. I mean come on, one of them can't even email properly! So there!<BR/><BR/>You rock Mrs. Chicky!<BR/><BR/>Carriecarriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04038972194323564240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1170922809463055632007-02-08T03:20:00.000-05:002007-02-08T03:20:00.000-05:00I second queso's comment. Feel free to come round...I second queso's comment. Feel free to come round anytime and don't worry about remembering the diaper bag - that's what freinds are for. And more than likely is exactly how your friends feel about you. Think they really care that you have to borrow nappies and sunscreen? Nah, they are just glad to see you.<BR/><BR/>Chin up girl.Not From Laplandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17165208811776097332noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1170914966172890232007-02-08T01:09:00.000-05:002007-02-08T01:09:00.000-05:00At least you brave the mommy groups.tough stuff.At least you brave the mommy groups.<BR/><BR/>tough stuff.mo-wohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10934156423936866994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1170914528999284142007-02-08T01:02:00.000-05:002007-02-08T01:02:00.000-05:00From a mother of six teens (14-20) let me tell you...From a mother of six teens (14-20) let me tell you that you sound like a wonderful mother and this is the first (and only so far) post I've read. Your child is the only one you need to impress and your child will talk when ready. Just remember to look at your wonderful child a few years from now and give yourself a pat on the back while thinking, "I did this."<BR/><BR/>I can't count the times I mentally kicked myself for forgetting something or doing something "wrong". Yet my kids are all still alive, happy, and uknown by the police. Well, for the most part. :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13219366045767828564noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1170912363955512492007-02-08T00:26:00.000-05:002007-02-08T00:26:00.000-05:00Actually, you sound like the cool mom. I'd want t...Actually, you sound like the cool mom. I'd want to hang with you.Girl con Quesohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18185883042219064363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1170904368263819272007-02-07T22:12:00.000-05:002007-02-07T22:12:00.000-05:00Chicky, CHICKY, BABY, lemme tell you sumthin... yo...Chicky, CHICKY, BABY, lemme tell you sumthin... you are the mommy your child needs you to be. That's all any of us can expect or aspire to... OF OURSELVES. Expecting yourself to be supermom because you percieve that the others around you are is just... well... they have meds for that now hon. (I know... I TAKE em! heh) Seriously, don't let your crazy XX ness take over your perception of yourself and make you doubt that you're who and what your kiddo needs you to be. We all fall short. We all fall down. All it takes to fix it is a nice long, loving snuggle with your lil' one to realize the only one you REALLY have to worry about disappointing... is the one in your arms. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1170900865243633202007-02-07T21:14:00.000-05:002007-02-07T21:14:00.000-05:00Mrs. Chicky, you are the me of 3 children ago... ...Mrs. Chicky, you are the me of 3 children ago... now, with Eva, she was off formula when we ran out, weaned from the bottle when I lost the last one and out of the crib when we redid her room...<BR/><BR/>Also, if you are half as awesome in person as you are on this blog, everyone is probably too damn pleased to have your company to worry about your lack of swim diaper... and really, what kid actually <I>needs</I> another present?!Kristinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15120658117796151128noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17779098.post-1170900743547674792007-02-07T21:12:00.000-05:002007-02-07T21:12:00.000-05:00Yeah - but how much bourbon are you swilling at th...Yeah - but how much bourbon are you swilling at these parties and playdates? (That was JUST A JOKE!)<BR/><BR/>Oh puh-lease. Don't feel bad, not for a second. No one has it as together as it seems. I'm sure you have it way more together than most, Mrs. Chickity. No doubt about it.Ruth Dynamitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06161626814106717754noreply@blogger.com