I got an award! Broken Condoms finds me interesting!
The Liebster Blog Award rules are:
1) Answer the 11 questions written by your nominator.
2) Nominate 11
other bloggers who have less than 200 followers.
3) Write 11 of your own questions for each nominee to answer.
1. What is your favorite post you have written?
All my posts are random trains of thought – it’s not like I worked hard on any of them (which you can probably tell). So I guess my favorite post is this one because it’s when I became a mom, which is the whole point of this blog.
2. Why did you begin blogging?
I found out I was pregnant. We were getting married in 10 days. We planned on having kids eventually, but certainly not any time soon. Then I was late, the test came back positive, and Shit Got Real. It seemed like a good time to start documenting things!
3. Why do you blog now?
Unfortunately I don’t blog nearly as much anymore – shocking, I know, since I have so much more free time these days to sit around and contemplate my thoughts. But if the point of my blog in the first place was to document things, this is a dumb time to stop – things are just starting to get interesting! A few weeks ago I was talking to a pregnant friend who was telling me all about the books she’s reading and other things she’s doing to prepare for labor. And I remembered all the work I did to prepare, and all the time I spent thinking about it…and then in 8 hours, the whole thing was over. And now I have a KID. For the REST OF MY LIFE. When I was pregnant, giving birth was sort of the end game. It was the primary thing I thought about and prepared for. Now that I’m on the other side of it, I see it as a blip – a really big, exciting day, but one that ends pretty quickly. Like the wedding vs. the marriage. So if I didn’t want to forget anything about pregnancy, I definitely don’t want to forget anything about parenthood.
4. What is your favorite date night activity?
Beer and a movie. I love beer, and I love going to the movies. On our first baby-free date night, we got hamburgers at Nation’s and ate them at Beer Revolution, then went out to see Taken 2 (spoiler alert: it sucked). That’s pretty much the best.
5. You have an entire day to yourself, what do you do with it?
Sleep for many hours! Then sleep some more! Go to Fenton’s for ice cream. Eat a lot of it. Go to the movies, and see the dumb romantic comedies I can’t force the Lumberjack to watch with me. Take an incredibly long shower. Go back to bed. More sleeping.
6. If you could give one piece of advice to other moms, what would it be?
To trust themselves. I’m not a huge fan of the whole “Mother’s Intuition” concept – I think it prioritizes birthing a child over being a parent – but I do think that the idea behind it is true. If you’re the parent, if you spend a lot of time with your child, you’re going to know the right thing to do. Don’t think you need to read 17 books on parenting first. Just go with it.
7. Imagine you went back in time to talk to your 18-year-old self, what would you tell her?
Mike is an abusive asshole. Getting punched in the face is not romantic. The relationship will not improve; dump him immediately.
8. What Christmas tradition have you developed in your family that you love?
At some point in our childhood, my brothers & I started sleeping in the same room on Christmas Eve. I think one of us was getting a big present (it might have been the year I got a desk) that had to be put in their bedroom, so my parents put all of us in one room to throw off suspicion. The following year we demanded to do it again…and then it just stuck. Having a slumber party the night before Christmas always seemed like the most exciting thing EVER, and sharing that excitement made me feel very loved by my brothers. I vividly remember falling asleep to the Joshua Tree album one year when we all slept in Matt’s room (as the oldest, he automatically had the best taste in music), and feeling so loved and safe within my family.
This tradition also started another family tradition: we open presents on Christmas morning (opening them on Christmas Eve basically makes you a psychopath), but my brothers & I open the presents that we got each other on Christmas Eve. This is because we would always end up telling each other what we were getting during our Christmas Eve slumber party. Why we didn’t tell each other any other night is beyond me.
(And both of these traditions are why the Lumberjack & I are definitely having another fetus, although the next will not be done shotgun-style. I want Atticus to have the same bizarre sibling support.)
9. Any pets?
Two cats, who are woefully neglected what with the kid entering the world. I’m sure they’ll forgive me eventually. Maybe.
10. What is your favorite thing about yourself?
I’m sensitive and empathetic. Sometimes I take it a bit too far (I almost cried during the World Series – not out of happiness that SF won, but because I felt bad for the Tigers), but overall I think it’s a good thing. I see things from other perspectives, and I take other people’s feelings into account when making decisions. I’d rather care too much about others than not care enough.
11. What did you study in school?
Most things. I kept taking 101 level courses, becoming infatuated with the subject, changing my major…then taking a 201 level course and getting bored. Again. And again. And again. Such as: geology, sociology, biochemistry (that was sophomore year when I wanted to create the super drug – a hybrid of mushrooms and peyote), philosophy, american studies…my final major was women’s studies with a minor in religious studies, since that was the only major I had enough credits with to graduate on time.
The Baby Gang! We all had kids within a month or two of each other, and hopefully said children will grow up to be a frightening gang of children, roaming the countryside/internet. My kid will be the muscle, since he is enormous.
& squatch makes three
Dear #$&!% Baby
Southern Fried Chicken in Vegas
New parents that are not new to the parenting game – they popped out babies around the same time I did, but they each already have an older kid so their perspective is super helpful:
9 Years Later
I’ll Sleep When They’re Grown
And, my internet friend Jess’s blog: krista and jess. She and her wife raise chickens, bees, & a killer garden.