January 2012 Archive

Pros and Cons of Working from Home

Someone just asked me to list pros and cons of working from home. Is it odd that the first ‘pro’ that came to mind was, “Well, it’s nice not to have to wear a bra…”?

Meanwhile, Lexi just dumped a container of rhinestones all over herself. Which could be a ‘pro’ if it keeps her busy until I finish this order. Plus, sorting them by color will prove to be educational.

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Driven to Drink

I wish it wasn’t dangerous to drink and drive because the car is where I could use it most!

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To 2nd (and subsequent) children everywhere…

Credit: TIME

To 2nd (and subsequent) children everywhere,

Please don’t be mad when you realize you got screwed compared to your eldest sibling throughout your early childhood.  If you have no idea what I’m talking about, I might as well explain since you’ll find out eventually.

  • There aren’t nearly as many pictures of you as there are of your eldest sibling.  Even if you’re lucky and there are just as many, you probably aren’t alone in most of them.
  • Your eldest sibling (to be referred to as ES from this point forward) probably has at least one beautifully scrapbooked or captioned photo album – my guess is from their birth through age 1.  It was probably made during a booze-fueled Girls’ Night Out when Mom had time to do such lovely, sentimental things.  When you were born, Mom realized that lightning wouldn’t strike twice and gave up trying to organize photos.  You’re lucky if yours are in a labeled box or gathering dust in their Snapfish envelopes under the bed.  More likely they are catalogued by date on your family computer, waiting for their chance to be printed.
  • ES’s bottles, nipples, pacis and anything else that touched his/her mouth or face was sterilized or boiled over the stove until every trace of germs, bacteria and dirt was killed off.  The first time your paci hit the floor, Mom probably wiped it on her jeans and gave it back to you.  It’s not from lack of love, it’s that she watched as some sterilized kids got chronic illnesses while the dirtbugs sat back and laughed at their good health.
  • If you’re the same sex as ES, more than likely you’re wearing his/her hand-me-downs.  Even if the season is different, you’re wearing them as layering pieces.  Good news is we loved the clothes when we bought them and still do.  In fact, we’re nostalgic and teary seeing you in them.
  • You are playing with toys and sitting in a highchair from five years ago.  Five years ago we wouldn’t have dreamed of not buying the newest gadget to stimulate your brain or a brand-spanking-new chair for you to sit on.  We’re over it.
  • We may keep a lock of hair from your first haircut, but 8 family members won’t be in attendance and there probably won’t be a video to commemorate the occasion.
  • Your baby book is half the thickness of ES’s.  We included your birth information, when you started walking and maybe even when you sprouted your first tooth, but definitely didn’t keep a running tally of the date you said each new word, what the doctor said at every three-month appointment and the order in which you began eating solid food.
  • ES met his/her first friend somewhere between 6 weeks and 3 months old during a Music Together or Gymboree class.  You didn’t have a friend until Kindergarten because Mom cared less about socializing you and more about dragging you around food shopping.

Don’t feel badly – the way I see it, you actually got the better deal.  You are probably less anxious and intense, more carefree and independent because we paid less attention to you.  You will probably have more of a relaxed experience when it comes to driving, dating and all of those other firsts because your ES already screwed those up and you can’t possibly do worse.  You were born to parents who were already tired, therefore slower, with less patience to stay consistent and more desire for peace and quiet.  You are tough because you got tripped, bumped and hit by ES since you were able to crawl.  Conversely, ES is probably an oversensitive wuss.

Should you have any questions or concerns about the above, please let me know.  If I’m not dealing with ES’s issues, I’d be happy to attend to yours.

Love, Mom xoxo

 

 

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Anxiety

Within the last 18 months, Ryan developed what we thought was a tic.  A transient tic that started as eye blinking and eventually made its way to licking his face and hands.  At first, we thought the eye blinking was a result of allergies, but after being pricked with every allergen known to man and looking like a 3-year-old voodoo doll, we were pleased to see that he was not, in fact, allergic to anything.  Cory used to endure weekly allergy shots so we were thrilled that Ryan would not have to accept the same fate.

The eye blinking lessened and then went away for a few months.  We thought perhaps it was a case of a young boy testing out all the ways in which his body functions – nothing alarming – we just wanted to make sure there wasn’t any medical reason behind it that needed attention.

Some months later, probably around the beginning of this summer (my timing is totally not accurate so bear with me), we noticed Ryan started touching his tongue to his nose.  It started out maybe once or twice an hour and eventually became a more frequent event throughout each day.  We really didn’t know what to make of it.  We tried ignoring it.  We tried talking about it.  It continued.

I started asking around about tics and reading up on tic disorders in children.  It seemed to be pretty common for young kids to develop these transient tics and as long as they didn’t interfere with daily life or interactions, it would be best to let it go.

Then sometime this Fall, the hand licking started.  Ryan would take his hands, bring them from the back to the front of his head and lick his palms.  We knew that he was expressing something through this and didn’t want him to feel embarrassed by bringing too much attention to it, but we grew concerned with both the frequency of the behavior and the fact that depending on where he was, his hands could be carrying some pretty nasty germs.  Seeing as though Ryan knew he was doing something out of the ordinary, we gently asked him to try and explain these physical compulsions.  He said that he had a “Head TV” that told him to do these things.  He would tell it “No!” but it would say “Yes!” and force him do it.  It broke my heart to think of him having this internal struggle.

I spoke with Ryan’s teacher, since she spends the most time with him throughout the day and we’re always in open communication.  I wanted to know if anything was going on at school that may be worrying Ryan or making him anxious.  The report was that Ryan was very well liked by peers of both sexes, a good athlete and was particularly compatible with this one boy who I know well and like very much.  Problem is, Ryan has become increasingly sensitive in social situations and this boy likes to play independently while Ryan really prefers to play with someone.  (Google ‘Helicopter Parenting’ for the explanation.)  So when Ryan’s friend says he wants to play by himself, Ryan takes that to mean the kid doesn’t like him and he gets upset.

Another situation that came to mind involved a recent rash of playdates involving same-age peers and their older, same-sex siblings.  In general, when Ryan plays with peers, he is comfortable, dominant at times and passive at other times – pretty appropriate for his age.  When older siblings come into play, Ryan is the odd man out and it really gets to him.  I’ve learned that first children are typically more sensitive than their younger siblings who tend to let things roll off easier.  I made it a point to limit those interactions with the much older kids so that Ry could feel more comfortable, but I felt caught between coddling him and telling him “life isn’t fair – deal with it.”  Since he’s 4, I’m more inclined to be soft.  It’s hard – you want your kid to feel good about himself, but you also have to let them experience sadness, pain and whatever else gets thrown their way so that they can learn how to cope.

When the hand-licking became distracting even to Ryan, I decided to take him to a pediatric psychiatrist.  Before the first appointment, I hypothesized that the cause of the tics stemmed from some type of anxiety and I was right.  Members from both sides of our family (including myself) suffered from anxiety at one time or another and although I was hoping it would skip over Ryan, I wasn’t surprised that it didn’t.  The doctor used her conversations with Ryan, me, his teacher and pediatrician as well as paperwork that I filled out to come up with the ”diagnosis” and feedback.  She recommended another doctor in the practice who specializes in anxiety disorders in young children where Ryan could use play, art and behavioral therapy to work out internal issues and if needed, habit reversal therapies for the tic.  Cory and I are ready to help Ryan in any way we can even though he is very young and sometimes I wonder if we’re doing the right thing to even take action at all.  It may seem silly to intervene at this point, but I know what it is like to struggle with anxiety and we’d rather have the tools early on rather than wait until something big happens and not have the means to help Ryan cope.

So, we’ll see.  I struggled with sharing this information only because I didn’t get Ryan’s permission to share this or any other of his personal information with the World Wide Web, but such are the decisions I have made as a parent and a blogger.  Being open about my own experiences with anxiety and depression has helped other people with their struggles in the past and I hope that maybe sharing this will help a parent or child going through something similar.

Anxiety is touching our children at such a young age.  I think today’s parents and teachers are pulled in two very different directions – allowing our children to be children and just play versus pushing our kids to be overscheduled, hyper-educated and stressed before they even get to kindergarten so that they can be on the right track… to somewhere.  Teachers who stress play over skills are chastised by parents but at the same time, our children are growing up too fast and they feel pressure at too young an age.  I don’t think pressure at school has anything to do with Ryan’s anxiety – unfortunately I think it was going to come knocking down his door no matter what.  I just hope we all can learn how to find the right balance so that Ryan can feel on the inside what we all see and love on the outside.

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Converted

I officially converted today.  Pampers to Huggies.  It was a swell five years – entering Gifts to Grow codes, little Elmo on the front.  But after a month straight of Lexi waking up soaked and looking like a bowling ball dropped between her legs when she walks, I have seen the light.

Amen.

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Facebook Purge

So after my most recent post on Facebook Friend Collecting, I was asked to write a similar post for the Long Island Parent Source blog because Facebook is always an interesting topic.  (Which I will totally do, just as soon as I stop doing other things, which may be a while from now.)  But I thought you should know that my own post made me reconsider my friend-collecting habits… especially because I have to scroll through so much on my News Feed just to see something relevant.  So I took my 700+ Facebook friends and used a simple 2-question metric to see if they should remain or if we could amicably part:

1. Have I interacted with this person in the past 6 months or have they interacted with me?  (Meaning “liking” each other’s statuses or pictures, writing something on their Wall, etc.)

2. Are they still worth stalking or do I believe they enjoy stalking me?

It was very simple – if I answered “yes” to both questions, they remained.

So the breakups were not due to not liking people or thinking they’re unimportant, but mainly to keep myself a little more organized.  Especially with a blog and a business – I need to reach out to certain people and not feel like I’m bothering others… all that much.

So to the old boyfriends, sleepover camp friends and others who wish they got the boot but didn’t, it’s because I probably still stalk you.  Or I think your kids are adorable. Or your husband is adorable.  (Sorry.)  So if you’re still there and feel like I’m cluttering up YOUR life, feel free to make me a casualty of your self-reorganization process.  I don’t mind – I actually get it now.

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Cuddle Time

I never allowed Ryan in there, but maybe Cory had the right idea. How sweet. Until the crib breaks, that is.

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Facebook and the Friend Collector

So I’m at my favorite type of playdate today – where both of my kids are the same age as both of her kids and we get an adult playdate at the same time.  She had lots of great stuff to catch me up on and I filled her in on Ryan’s anxiety/transient tic thing (I did promise a post on this… it will come) and the recent explosion of sales for Princessories, which I’m thrilled about.

We got to talking about some friends (and friends of friends) that we have in common because as I’ve mentioned before, everyone knows everyone within a 10 mile radius of where I live, or at least it seems that way.  The conversation naturally turned to Facebook and known “friend collectors”.

I cringed.

You see, I am totally guilty of “collecting” people over the years who have been part of the story of my life to see how they’re doing without having to be too much of an active friend.  After all, who has time to call hundreds of people and fit everyone into your life?  This is why I think Facebook is great!  I can look at cute pictures of their kids, see where they work, look at what has happened in their lives since we crossed paths and keep in touch through Wall posts or just look in silence.  I’m fairly certain I’m not the only person who does this and it never really bothered me.  But I do understand how it looks to people who only friend the people they talk to on a regular basis.  I also accept friend requests from anyone who sends me a request that I know.  After all, who am I to reject someone and make them feel badly?

Facebook is not an accurate reflection on my social life or of the people who I truly love and trust.  It really is a collection – a collection of all of the people who at one point held a piece of history with me – whether a brief moment, or a lifetime.  I love meeting new people.  It takes me a while to decide whether I want to pursue a friendship, but I just like chatting with people who I have things in common with.  I meet people everywhere from the supermarket to baby classes and most of the time, we end up as friends on Facebook as a way to stay connected.  I also want to share pictures of my kids or funny stories – I’m somewhere in-between posting every time I sneeze and posting only when I give birth.  Facebook is also an important tool for my blog and business – I update all three of my pages regularly to keep everything fresh in people’s minds.

How do you use Facebook (if at all)?  Does my defense of friend collecting make sense?

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Doo Doot – YUM

I know that the word “yogurt” is not really pronounced “Doo Doot” or even “Go Gut” but I think it would be a good idea if it were….

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