Comments on: Public shame

By: Esther

Esther — Sun, 06 Dec 2009 07:44:20 +0000

Melanie, my daughter and son have a 9-year spread, and I’m also going to have two with only two years (or less) between them. I’m fearing days like this more and more and more, especially given how active and boy-ish my son is!

By: Melanie J

Melanie J — Sun, 06 Dec 2009 03:13:39 +0000

I may need to quit reading anything DeNae writes until I regain greater bladder capacity.

Anyway, with an eight year spread between my two boys, we haven’t had days like this. Now that I’m going to have two with only two years between them, I fear my days are numbered.

By: Erin

Erin — Sat, 05 Dec 2009 02:28:19 +0000

Days like that make me want to cry, and I wouldn’t want to relive it by writing about it. I am fully impressed that you were able to see the humor in the situation, and live to tell us all about it (in hilarious detail).

By: anordinarymom

anordinarymom — Fri, 04 Dec 2009 23:05:54 +0000

Ugh, what a day. I feel your pain and feelings of shame. I think our kids will get along well.

PJ’s at 5:30? You are my kind of woman. It is always easier to deal with a day when you are comfortable !!

By: Christine

Christine — Fri, 04 Dec 2009 22:06:10 +0000

Wow! My day suddenly looks a whole lot brighter. Seriously though – I’ve been there. I’m relieved to know I’m not the only one still wearing pajamas at dinnertime some days. I hope Natalie is feeling better!

By: Jenny Wittmann

Jenny Wittmann — Fri, 04 Dec 2009 22:04:04 +0000

Your post made me cry:) One minute I was laughing my head off and the next crying. Sound strange?- I guess. I just feel like most days I can not get my act together and surely, everyone out there seems to have their children all laced straight and in a row. So I suppose I was crying out of relief- That I’m not alone and for realizing that it’s probably hard for anyone who has more than one kid to keep her act together. Thanks Steph! (and all the others who commented!)

By: AmberWaves

AmberWaves — Fri, 04 Dec 2009 17:25:26 +0000

Your stories help me. I just shake my head slowly while I read and think, “We really do not get paid enough for this stuff.”

So glad I checked your blog today. You’re great.

By: Vanessa

Vanessa — Fri, 04 Dec 2009 12:55:47 +0000

Hang in there Stephanie.
Thank you for sharing. It´s somehow comforting to know we moms go through the same things. I would share my day (and night) but it´s too painful to remember.
$240 for a prescription??????????????????????? this is probably not a good moment to remind you it would have been FREE here, right?

Love ya Steph.

By: Terresa Wellborn

Terresa Wellborn — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 08:43:14 +0000

This story hits me on many levels. Especially the passing gas & children laughing, the all-knowing parental terror.

This morning my sweet six year old showed me a drawing she’d done of a Pet Shop toy dog. There was a strange loop coming out the back end of it. I asked innocently, “Sweetie, what’s this?” to my daughter’s reply, “Sorry, mom, but that’s poop!” and all the kids laughed their heads off.

Thrills a minute being parents. Thrills, poop, & gas.

By: Hel

Hel — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 07:01:13 +0000

Esther and DeNae you crack me up. I had my neighbour comment on how dressed up I was the other day. I was in jeans and a t-shirt with a bit of make-up on. Yep… you can guess how many times she’s seen me in sweat pants or pyjamas lucky to have a bra on. I replied with much tiredness in my voice “yes, sometimes I do try to look good”.

I am so glad that it is not just me that worries about looking like white trash. I am so sorry about the $240… that would be my Christmas present to my daughter.

By: Steph @ Diapers and Divinity

Steph @ Diapers and Divinity — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 05:51:06 +0000

DeNae, you slay me. You are one of my favorite people ever . . . until you get old.

By: Esther

Esther — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 05:45:17 +0000

lol @ DeNae

I’m sorry your day was wretched and you had to sell one of your children to pay for that prescription … my stars, drugs are expensive! Hope Natalie recovers quickly.

I’m trying to learn from your example of finding the humor in it after being barfed on 7 or 8 times in the last 48 hours, once about 10 minutes after bathing the child who had *just* barfed on me, his bed, himself, and gotten it in his ears. And pooped on multiple times. It’s a good thing he’s not my first kid. I might have given up and given him to Kristina P., too.

Ooo, and lately, I’ve only been changing out of my jammies if I’m going somewhere. PJs at 5:30 is fairly normal anyway, but it’s gotten worse with this pregnancy. It’s to the point that tonight, when I put on a dress that I only wear at home (it was cheap but it’s ugly), my husband asked where I was headed. To the living room. To clean up more barf, dear.

By: DeNae

DeNae — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 05:29:30 +0000

Thought you’d like to know, it’s been years since I had a day like this. Your day will come. And the next time it happens, I expect the roles to be reversed. I’ll be an old lady, and I’m going to save up my worst gas for when my kids have to take me to the gerontologist to find out why I keep pooping in my pants.

Oh, it will be SWEET!

By: Jeanette

Jeanette — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 04:52:37 +0000

On the whole pajama thing, ummm, it is almost midnight and I am still in my pjs. From last night. And I could not tell you how many layers of spit up and leaked milk are on them. (TMI?)
I had lots of fun trying to keep my kids from touching everything in the waiting room when I had to take my daughter in for stitches. Thankfully a nurse who saw me with a 1 month old baby they put me in an isolated waiting room. That helped.
$240?? I hope we never need that prescription!

By: That Girl

That Girl — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 03:24:22 +0000

Um, $240?!?!? That makes me want to support Obama-care.

I’m all for letting my kids run around like maniacs. Are they destroying anything? No. Are they happy? Yes. Then what’s the big deal?

Or so I tell myself every time I step foot in a pharmacy or post office.