Hay 89th!
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They're cheaper by the dozen.
Or so I'm told.
“Cry havoc and let slip the DOGE of war!”
Those who cheered as J-6 American prisoners were locked in solitary for 18 months without trial, now suddenly fight tooth and nail for foreign terrorists’ "due process". — Buck Sexton
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My standard OB speech.
To the first time mom: "Today is the easiest day of the rest of your life. When you get home, you will not know what to do, how to rest, how to manage anything. You will be overwhelmed and you will panic. Many times. It's normal."
(there's a lot more that I used to throw in for the 1st time mom, but that's for another post)
To the second time mom: "Remember how, when you brought your first kid home, you panicked because you didn't know how to do any of this stuff? Guess what! You won'd know how to do any of this stuff again. But the difference is that you KNOW you won't know. and so, you won't panic. It's another kid, and you know you'll be fine - eventually."
To the third time mom; "Remember how, when you brought your second kid home, and you were overwhelmed? Yet, you knew it would be OK, and that was reassuring. Forget it. The third kid is the one that rips your soul out of your chest. The third kid is the killer. You are now outnumbered, and you go from man-on-man to zone defense."
To the fourth time mom (after going through the preceding three): "You've done this. It'll be fine, and you know it. It's just another kid."
From personal experience, all that is true.
I'm told that with anything after four, "It's just another kid."
"Now look here, you Baltic gas passer... " - Mik, 6/14/08
The saying, "Lite is just one damn thing after another," is a gross understatement. The damn things overlap.
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My standard OB speech.
To the first time mom: "Today is the easiest day of the rest of your life. When you get home, you will not know what to do, how to rest, how to manage anything. You will be overwhelmed and you will panic. Many times. It's normal."
(there's a lot more that I used to throw in for the 1st time mom, but that's for another post)
To the second time mom: "Remember how, when you brought your first kid home, you panicked because you didn't know how to do any of this stuff? Guess what! You won'd know how to do any of this stuff again. But the difference is that you KNOW you won't know. and so, you won't panic. It's another kid, and you know you'll be fine - eventually."
To the third time mom; "Remember how, when you brought your second kid home, and you were overwhelmed? Yet, you knew it would be OK, and that was reassuring. Forget it. The third kid is the one that rips your soul out of your chest. The third kid is the killer. You are now outnumbered, and you go from man-on-man to zone defense."
To the fourth time mom (after going through the preceding three): "You've done this. It'll be fine, and you know it. It's just another kid."
From personal experience, all that is true.
I'm told that with anything after four, "It's just another kid."
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My standard OB speech.
To the first time mom: "Today is the easiest day of the rest of your life. When you get home, you will not know what to do, how to rest, how to manage anything. You will be overwhelmed and you will panic. Many times. It's normal."
(there's a lot more that I used to throw in for the 1st time mom, but that's for another post)
To the second time mom: "Remember how, when you brought your first kid home, you panicked because you didn't know how to do any of this stuff? Guess what! You won'd know how to do any of this stuff again. But the difference is that you KNOW you won't know. and so, you won't panic. It's another kid, and you know you'll be fine - eventually."
To the third time mom; "Remember how, when you brought your second kid home, and you were overwhelmed? Yet, you knew it would be OK, and that was reassuring. Forget it. The third kid is the one that rips your soul out of your chest. The third kid is the killer. You are now outnumbered, and you go from man-on-man to zone defense."
To the fourth time mom (after going through the preceding three): "You've done this. It'll be fine, and you know it. It's just another kid."
From personal experience, all that is true.
I'm told that with anything after four, "It's just another kid."
My standard OB speech.
To the first time mom: "Today is the easiest day of the rest of your life. When you get home, you will not know what to do, how to rest, how to manage anything. You will be overwhelmed and you will panic. Many times. It's normal."
(there's a lot more that I used to throw in for the 1st time mom, but that's for another post)
To the second time mom: "Remember how, when you brought your first kid home, you panicked because you didn't know how to do any of this stuff? Guess what! You won'd know how to do any of this stuff again. But the difference is that you KNOW you won't know. and so, you won't panic. It's another kid, and you know you'll be fine - eventually."
To the third time mom; "Remember how, when you brought your second kid home, and you were overwhelmed? Yet, you knew it would be OK, and that was reassuring. Forget it. The third kid is the one that rips your soul out of your chest. The third kid is the killer. You are now outnumbered, and you go from man-on-man to zone defense."
To the fourth time mom (after going through the preceding three): "You've done this. It'll be fine, and you know it. It's just another kid."
From personal experience, all that is true.
I'm told that with anything after four, "It's just another kid."
MIL was one of twelve. Wonder what her mother thought?
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Thanks! Like how I casually mentioned it? Ha. I was happy with 2 (and it took about four years to have our first kid), but we left the door open for a 3rd, so here we are! Minivan life, baby.
Thanks! Like how I casually mentioned it? Ha. I was happy with 2 (and it took about four years to have our first kid), but we left the door open for a 3rd, so here we are! Minivan life, baby.
Odyssey. Just sayin.
You'll thank me later.
“I am fond of pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals.” ~Winston S. Churchill
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They're cheaper by the dozen.
Or so I'm told.
Ha... 3 is our limit for sure. I grew up one of 6 siblings, so I've always wanted a smaller, quieter, house...lolz. We also have one boy and one girl, so we don't have to really buy any clothes other than maybe a few outfits we want the 3rd kid to have on their own. Lots of hand-me-downs from my 6 year old nephew too, so we are fortunate in this regard.
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Thanks! Like how I casually mentioned it? Ha. I was happy with 2 (and it took about four years to have our first kid), but we left the door open for a 3rd, so here we are! Minivan life, baby.
Odyssey. Just sayin.
You'll thank me later.
Ha, that's what we'll be going with for sure.
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The third kid is the killer.
There is some truth in that. Not necessarily when the kids are very small. But when they grow a little older, the number 3 is much more trouble-inducing than 2, let alone 1.
Thanks George and Klaus. Our 1st was such a sweet girl, and still is. Great rule follower. Our 2nd is an absolute bulldozer of a boy, at 19 months he was throwing fastballs with a 6-year old just a few weeks ago. Pretty sure he can kick my ass, too. Bad sleeper, loves to fight, a very exhausting kid. He has a really sweet side too that comes out, often after he bites his sister then feels bad.
So after the 2nd, I'm hoping the 3rd doesn't get much crazier.
I told my wife, my analogy is something like going to a beach vacation.
The first trip (first kid), everything is exciting. The trip down is fun (diapers, 2am sleep interruptions, potty training), the beach is fun (clothes, toys, watching them learn), etc. Everything is new.
The second trip (2nd kid), you don't find any real joy in the diapers, sleepless nights, and you're just ready to get to the beach (aka at least get to 18 months when the kid becomes more interactive and fun).
The third trip (3rd kid)... ok let's just get to the fun part. The drive will suck. But at least you know the shortcuts.
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@89th Congrats!!!
As a friend told me, the number of kids you think you can handle is N-1, where N is your actual number of kids. LOL
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@89th Congrats!!!
As a friend told me, the number of kids you think you can handle is N-1, where N is your actual number of kids. LOL
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Thanks dudes. And @taiwan_girl that is funny, and seemingly true!
