Posts by Deborah
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It's like those mouth-watering pictures outside bland fast food joints.
I blogged this myself a couple of weeks ago, but clearly it needs a much wider audience.
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I'm just the kind of person who needs to meditate for a couple of hours before going to a party, and a week to recover.
This article is for you, Craig (tho possibly you have seen it before).
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But, boy, it's a little rich to complain - as The Standard etc. has done - that the Herald is off on some Tory cursade against the government, when the minister responsible for the bill won't front up to a previously scheduled interview.
Well, yes, but reading between the lines, I got the feeling that she cancelled the interview after the Herald's "cursade" (a highly felicitous typo) appeared. Is the Labour party now punishing the NZ Herald by denying its reporters access to political decision makers?
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Margaret B said:
Having had 14 weeks of morning sickness I did get a little sick (boom boom) of people giving me handy tips to stop it.
And then, to top it all off, they tell you that only Western women get morning sickness, so clearly, if you are experiencing it, it is YOUR FAULT.
'Tho ginger tea did work for me....
That, and resolving that this was definitely the last time, when I had my head down the toilet bowl yet again during my second pregnancy. I find that not being pregnant does wonders for morning sickness.
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Every night as I head to bed, I check on my three sleeping girls, tuck them under the covers, give them a kiss, and think how beautiful they are. A few years ago, I realised my mother must have done this for me when I was a child, and it made me feel so loved.
I always sing a lullaby to the girls when I tuck them in at night, 'tho my nine year old has said that she's too grown up for it now. A couple of years ago, my mum was here for a few days, and I was looking after my 20 month old nephew for a night. As I tucked him into bed, the girls gathered around his cot, and sang the lullaby to him, because that's what you do for babies, of course. I came out to the family room to find my mother with tears of joy running down her face.
Passing the love on. That's what children are about.
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James Harton said this:
I'm expecting twin boys in February.
and this:
Actually, something I've been feeling recently is a lack of patience with people commiserating with me over how I have no idea what I'm getting myself into. A little patronising, wot?
Yes - it's the commiseration that's patronising. I have taken to warning new parents-to-be that their world will change completely, overnight, and it can be utterly overwhelming. But that's not in a sense of commiseration, but just in the sense of giving them something to hang onto, in the middle of the night when they are wondering why it is all so bloody awful and wondering if there is something they are doing wrong.
The short answer is that this is all utterly normal. So it's about giving new parents some reassurance that they really are doing okay.
Of course, I'm not sure that Dr Haywood's experience is normal... :-)
It really is awful, at 2am, when you have just fed and changed both babies, and then both of them poop all over themselves, and you are desperately tired, and... and... and...
James, believe me - twins are a challenge, even if you have had a baby already. And believe me - twins are very, very special. I have been thrilled about mine ever since the very early scan we had, at 6 weeks, and I am still thrilled now, nearly seven years later. Even in the very early days after they were born, I used to look forward to them waking up in the morning, so that I could cuddle my precious little girls, and just be with them.
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Miserabilis barbarus!
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Trolls? We should be so lucky. The words I would like to use to describe this person are not printable.
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Oh, go away, J Wilkinson.
Can I suggest that we just all ignore the ignoramus?
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Ah... the breast police. I remember them well.
I know I shouldn't laugh about other people's woes. but I did. In sympathy with you, of course.