Posted by Joke at 10:36 PM
Badger posted at 11:12 PM, November 01, 2007
Aw! Well, if you can keep my ass in your prayers (you're off the hook until spring of 2009-ish, BTW), I can keep TFBYM's and your, er, pertinent bits in mine. So's that whatever youse two want to happen (or not) there will happen (or not).
As for Mrs. Joke, please offer her a warm "welcome to perimenopause!" on my behalf, and tell her the morphine is in the mail, along with her membership card.
Poppy Buxom posted at 7:45 AM, November 02, 2007
I always wondered how you managed to be so uber Catholic and only have two kids, and now I know.
Instead of fwomping, you watch Ladyhawke. All the time. While other people are fwomping. And it's not even a sin. The Holy Father is OK with it. Pary on, you animals!
Poppy Buxom posted at 7:46 AM, November 02, 2007
Whoops, that "parTy."
blackbird posted at 7:50 AM, November 02, 2007
I'm a card carrying member of the pm club, and we are anything but Catholic, but I wonder every month.
Talk about mixed feelings.
blackbird posted at 7:51 AM, November 02, 2007
How did I miss the news on Badger's ass?
Joke posted at 8:20 AM, November 02, 2007
Poppy, for the purposes of this discussion, you can certainly go with that.
bb, not MISS so much as "slipped your mind." Miz Badge SPECIFICALLY compelled the Papal minions to get right on the case here.
Badge, before I was Nice Catholic Boy, I often prayed along similar lines, but with remarkably less altruistic intent.
MsCellania posted at 2:16 PM, November 02, 2007
Well, as one who used to regularly recite HAIL MARYs and DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN HOLY FATHER DON'T LET THAT PEE-STICK BE A +! club, I know the disappointment of which you speak. It's a meloncholy-tinged sign of relief, but a sign of relief all the same.
And might I also add that it may not be perimenopause, but an extremely early miscarriage that the FBYM is experiencing? If it continues in copious amounts, watch her carefully - I've been in those shoes too and ended up in hospital after passing out from blood loss.
So, rattle those rosary beads over that one! (Along the lines of "Things can always get worse" so favored by Catholics...)
Joke posted at 6:34 PM, November 02, 2007
Just the usual thing, just 4 days later.
But apparently with Hellish cramps.
h&b posted at 1:42 AM, November 03, 2007
Babies are so nice, I can imagine the little lull you let yourself fall into...
My float posted at 1:50 AM, November 03, 2007
Whew for a white I thought...
Kim posted at 4:46 AM, November 03, 2007
You know, considering how much fertility the good Lord has showered down on me and Chef, Oscar was the only planned offspring we have produced. And you know, as the shock and 'how on earth will we manage' mindsets grew with each addition, that same disappointment swelled when I would bleed in each and every pregnancy in the early stages. I hear ya.
Doesn't take long to start thinking of names and working out where to put it really does it.
Am thinking of you and yours.
Joke posted at 7:50 AM, November 03, 2007
And we're at the phase where some of our friends are still "having issue" so babies are no rarity in our orbit.
(A pal of ours had her first son when she was -- oops! -- 45. Stop and let that sink in a moment.)
And babies are VERY nice.
shula posted at 10:03 AM, November 03, 2007
Well, I must admit that I was disappointed when they told me I wasn't having twins after all when I was pregnant. And I was single, homeless and broke at the time. Go figure.
Pondering the Possibility of Parenthood is a Paradoxical Process.
(not said very well, I admit, but look at all those Ps!)
And I'm still getting my head around that fact that you practice the Rythmn Method and only have TWO KIDS. Your girl must be built like a swiss watch.
Joke posted at 11:46 AM, November 03, 2007
It's a bit more sophisticated than that. In the old days all you could muster to help was a calendar.
These days the calendar is still valid, but now we have star charts, finely calibrated tidal projections, sophisticated algorithms.
Stomper Girl posted at 10:50 PM, November 04, 2007
I know in my head that returning to nappies and wakefulness and carrying a hefty lump on one hip for pretty much the whole day would be an enormous pain in the arse and upheaval but I still get the little tinge of disappointment.