Whenever our daughter wants something, I'll hold it a little bit out of her reach and say "say please" then hand it to her and say "say thank you" and then "you're welcome". I'm pretty sure she has no idea what's going on but it makes me feel like I'm trying to be a good parent. Tonight, my wife's holding a little rattling smiley face plastic ball and Hayley just cups both hands right underneath her and starts screaming "PEASE PEASE PEASE PEASE PEEEEEAAAAASSSSSEEEEE!"
I'm getting breakfast at Ted's Bulletin and there is a father and son next to us and they are just cracking me up.
The son might be four? Still in his PJs and debating with his father whether he could eat a pop tart, a cinnamon bun, and a pancake for breakfast.
The son also asked about another adult not being awake and the father starts explaining what his bedtime looked like before he had kids. His voice is both affectionate and tired. It's very cute.
Little boys in sweater vests are so freaking adorable.
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ceresWhen the last moon is cast over the last star of morningAnd the future has past without even a last desperate warningRegistered User, ModeratorMod Emeritus
Miles has strep throat. Wheee!
And it seems like all is dying, and would leave the world to mourn
Little one turned two today, she gets a donut today and a party on Saturday. She celebrated by learning to climb out of her crib so that we'd have to turn it into a big girl bed! Hooray!
In all seriousness it's ok with me, she'll be a bear to get in bed for the next little while but soon I can retire all baby monitors and that is extremely exciting.
Peen on
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Quoththe RavenMiami, FL FOR REALRegistered Userregular
I'm not retiring my baby monitor until my kid is old enough to masturbate
When my twin brother and I got old enough to not need baby monitors it was around the same time my oldest sister started dating.
So my father just planted them under the couch in the family room and would come out whenever he heard too much giggling happening when she had a boy over.
GrobianWhat's on sale?Pliers!Registered Userregular
Time goes by way too fast when you have a kid. My son is crawling now, not really on hands and feet, he's still to weak in the midsection probably but more like a caterpillar. And he's fast if he wants to.
He eats like a pro, currently he wants to take everything into his own hands and prefers solid (but still soft because only 2 teeth) food.
And he turned 11 months today which also marks the beginning of my last month of parental leave
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Raijin QuickfootI'm your Huckleberry YOU'RE NO DAISYRegistered User, ClubPAregular
A year of parental leave?
Must not live in the United States then
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El SkidThe frozen white northRegistered Userregular
Probably lives in Soviet Canadistan. We had a guaranteed year of time off that can be split any way between partners (mom takes 12 months off, or mom takes first 6 months and partner takes next 6 months, or mom takes first 2 months and partner takes first 10 months etc). Job is safe while you're gone, government pays you 75% of your income while you're gone, some employers top that up more as a benefit. It's pretty sweet
[ Job is safe while you're gone, government pays you 75% of your income while you're gone, some employers top that up more as a benefit. It's pretty sweet
Government pays you 75% with a cap, strictly speaking. With both of our kids we wound up splitting parental leave between me and my wife, and we'd saved up a bunch of extra money beforehand to make sure we could afford to do that, and it was totally worthwhile. I don't know how people manage it when you, maybe, get a couple of weeks for the mother and that's all.
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GrobianWhat's on sale?Pliers!Registered Userregular
I'm in Germany. I wrote this up already, last time in the feminism thread, so the short version:
You can take up to 3 years off, while your job is safe. You get 2/3 of your net income (with no deductions, tax or health insurance to pay) from the government for 14 months to be split among the parents. 2 of those months have to go to the other partner (so no 14-0 split except for single parents). There's also some additional (pre and post birth) 100% paid maternity leave for the ones actually giving birth.
So almost everyone takes those 12-14 months, also because you have a legal right to a daycare from the first birthday (with a copayment depending on income)
I took 7 months in two stretches, 2 at the start together with my wife, 5 now.
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Raijin QuickfootI'm your Huckleberry YOU'RE NO DAISYRegistered User, ClubPAregular
That's amazing. We don't get shit here. My wife was back to work 3 weeks after our kids were born because we couldn't afford to live otherwise
Dang. I had to fill out a bunch of paperwork and use all of my vacation and sick time for the year just to get 4 weeks off when my girls were born. And people around me thought it was amazing that I had so much time with them.
Also the hospital bill was $30,000 for Isabelle's birth but we had insurance so, you know, best healthcare system in the world? Well technically we had to mix our own insurance and some state-run healthcare programs and I think my parents gave us a little money. But hey, we had a baby and didn't go into crushing debt! Yay freedom?
We were lucky that teachers have a pretty good STD (short term disability) plan here in Maine. My wife had a c-section and the doctor kept her out 8 weeks post delivery because she was in a special ed classroom where occasionally they had to restrain students. In the end, I still think she went back too early and I was a nervous wreck that she'd mess up the surgery site - but the other folks in her room were just as worried about that so they kept an eye on her as well.
My company just added 2 weeks of paid leave. Better than nothing.
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FishmanPut your goddamned hand in the goddamned Box of Pain.Registered Userregular
So, this was our last attempt to conceive naturally following Jen's surgery last year before going back to IVF.
I keep hoping for a repeat of our first pregnancy - back then, as well, we were just about to start on the first day of her next period. And then day one never came. Not on when it was due, not one week later... and then two lines on a stick confirmed that we had managed the unlikely - a buzzer beater pregnancy, with Kees foiling the bottom line of the fertility clinic we were all signed up to and ready to go. Little trooper.
Ever since her surgery in November, Jen's cycle has been a couple days short. So when day 26 of this cycle came and went without some much as a sign of anything happening, it raised the spectre of pregnancies past. How perfect would it be, the story repeating? Once again, to have a pregnancy occur naturally, foiling the elaborate uncomfortable medical proceedures surrounding IVF intervention? Each day where nothing happens, and you just a little more like you can stop suppressing the hope and optimism you try to keep in tight check every cycle going back months and years.
Day 27.
Day 28.
Day 29.
Day 30.
Jen's period finally came on day 31. It was a little disappointing. In fact, I'm not sure 'little disappointing' really captures the entirety of emotion that was felt. It certainly wasn't crushing, in that way where a pet, family member, or beloved celebrity has died, but it still lets the wind out of your sails and leaves you flat in a way that has become all too familiar every month dating back to sometime in 2013. Hell, the familiarity is probably what inures you to the full weight of all that emotional baggage you begin carting around and trying to pretend doesn't really exist.
So we're back where we were several months ago, the first time we attempted IVF, before the diagnosis and surgery and Kees's second birthday. Jen's starting on a month of suppliments in preperation for getting down to business proper next month; a slightly different process, a slightly different cocktail of drugs.
Anyway, we're back on the rollercoaster, I guess, and all that entails. Lots of waiting, punctuated by brief moments of vaguely uncomfortable semi-invasions of privacy and body.
That kid is a handsome devil. A fine match for my daughter, yes.
Also best of luck, I hope it goes well.
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lonelyahavaCall me Ahava ~~She/Her~~Move to New ZealandRegistered Userregular
So, last weekend was just crap for me.
We found out that one friend was pregnant and i got hit with the waves of jealousy (detailed above). Then I start going through the "you're going to have a period this month" PMS bullshit and that hit a bit harder. And then, another friend announced they were pregnant. While still being on the pill. And I just started to cry right there in her living room with all our friends around. Which I feel super super shit about and she understood completely and even ended up apologizing to me because of it all. But, sigh.
We're just going to keep going as we go and then, we'll see what happens next.
Best of luck, Fishman. I'm hoping for you and Jen.
Little one turned two today, she gets a donut today and a party on Saturday. She celebrated by learning to climb out of her crib so that we'd have to turn it into a big girl bed! Hooray!
In all seriousness it's ok with me, she'll be a bear to get in bed for the next little while but soon I can retire all baby monitors and that is extremely exciting.
Yes, now you get to replace all the baby monitors with "get everything the fuck out of my child's reach, HOLY SHIT HOW DID SHE GET INTO THAT, PUT IT DOWN"
Little one turned two today, she gets a donut today and a party on Saturday. She celebrated by learning to climb out of her crib so that we'd have to turn it into a big girl bed! Hooray!
In all seriousness it's ok with me, she'll be a bear to get in bed for the next little while but soon I can retire all baby monitors and that is extremely exciting.
Yes, now you get to replace all the baby monitors with "get everything the fuck out of my child's reach, HOLY SHIT HOW DID SHE GET INTO THAT, PUT IT DOWN"
Ha! MY child was getting into everything at fourteen months.
In all seriousness though, kids under 18 months shouldn't know how to open a door. It isn't fair. I found her eating a toilet paper tube today. Then when I picked her up she pulled a chewed wad of cardboard out of her mouth and tried to shove it in mine.
GrobianWhat's on sale?Pliers!Registered Userregular
Sharing is caring.
On that note, this week was the first time my son kept a tight grip on the toy he was holding and actually managed to out wrestle the bigger girl trying to steal it from him. Usually he just gives it up out of surprise (only to other kids, though, not to us)
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Raijin QuickfootI'm your Huckleberry YOU'RE NO DAISYRegistered User, ClubPAregular
We're having pains potty training. We know she's smart enough to figure this out. She just doesn't want to. Argh
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testsubject23King of No SleepZzzzzzzRegistered Userregular
Don't stress too much. They seem to need a few approaches at it, like a first time pilot landing a plane. They make the switch when they're ready.
As the saying goes: Nobody goes to their prom in diapers.
My son is getting very vocal, but is also very much in the 'parents can never stand you but normal humans are hit and miss' stage, and he also always wants to be just like his big sisters. They use silverware and he doesn't yet, at least not when we're out.
And that's how you end up at a restaurant with a one and a half year old screaming "WAN A FUCK! WAN A FUCK! " over and over again.
Don't stress too much. They seem to need a few approaches at it, like a first time pilot landing a plane. They make the switch when they're ready.
As the saying goes: Nobody goes to their prom in diapers.
My roommate had a sister that refused to use the toilet as a child until someone told her the lie that you couldn't go to Disneyland wearing diapers.
She was almost instantly potty trained.
Sometime later the family went to Disneyland and the now potty trained sister lifted her dress up to show Mickey Mouse that she wasn't wearing a diaper and was allowed to be in the park.
Don't stress too much. They seem to need a few approaches at it, like a first time pilot landing a plane. They make the switch when they're ready.
As the saying goes: Nobody goes to their prom in diapers.
My roommate had a sister that refused to use the toilet as a child until someone told her the lie that you couldn't go to Disneyland wearing diapers.
She was almost instantly potty trained.
Sometime later the family went to Disneyland and the now potty trained sister lifted her dress up to show Mickey Mouse that she wasn't wearing a diaper and was allowed to be in the park.
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The one sitting on the end table with a TV tray is my son and the one in the booster seat is my nephew.
Whenever our daughter wants something, I'll hold it a little bit out of her reach and say "say please" then hand it to her and say "say thank you" and then "you're welcome". I'm pretty sure she has no idea what's going on but it makes me feel like I'm trying to be a good parent. Tonight, my wife's holding a little rattling smiley face plastic ball and Hayley just cups both hands right underneath her and starts screaming "PEASE PEASE PEASE PEASE PEEEEEAAAAASSSSSEEEEE!"
Didn't stop until she got the ball.
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The son might be four? Still in his PJs and debating with his father whether he could eat a pop tart, a cinnamon bun, and a pancake for breakfast.
The son also asked about another adult not being awake and the father starts explaining what his bedtime looked like before he had kids. His voice is both affectionate and tired. It's very cute.
In all seriousness it's ok with me, she'll be a bear to get in bed for the next little while but soon I can retire all baby monitors and that is extremely exciting.
So my father just planted them under the couch in the family room and would come out whenever he heard too much giggling happening when she had a boy over.
He eats like a pro, currently he wants to take everything into his own hands and prefers solid (but still soft because only 2 teeth) food.
And he turned 11 months today which also marks the beginning of my last month of parental leave
Must not live in the United States then
Probably lives in Soviet Canadistan. We had a guaranteed year of time off that can be split any way between partners (mom takes 12 months off, or mom takes first 6 months and partner takes next 6 months, or mom takes first 2 months and partner takes first 10 months etc). Job is safe while you're gone, government pays you 75% of your income while you're gone, some employers top that up more as a benefit. It's pretty sweet
Government pays you 75% with a cap, strictly speaking. With both of our kids we wound up splitting parental leave between me and my wife, and we'd saved up a bunch of extra money beforehand to make sure we could afford to do that, and it was totally worthwhile. I don't know how people manage it when you, maybe, get a couple of weeks for the mother and that's all.
You can take up to 3 years off, while your job is safe. You get 2/3 of your net income (with no deductions, tax or health insurance to pay) from the government for 14 months to be split among the parents. 2 of those months have to go to the other partner (so no 14-0 split except for single parents). There's also some additional (pre and post birth) 100% paid maternity leave for the ones actually giving birth.
So almost everyone takes those 12-14 months, also because you have a legal right to a daycare from the first birthday (with a copayment depending on income)
I took 7 months in two stretches, 2 at the start together with my wife, 5 now.
And people still get fired anyway, and FMLA doesn't apply to companies of a certain size, and...
I keep hoping for a repeat of our first pregnancy - back then, as well, we were just about to start on the first day of her next period. And then day one never came. Not on when it was due, not one week later... and then two lines on a stick confirmed that we had managed the unlikely - a buzzer beater pregnancy, with Kees foiling the bottom line of the fertility clinic we were all signed up to and ready to go. Little trooper.
Ever since her surgery in November, Jen's cycle has been a couple days short. So when day 26 of this cycle came and went without some much as a sign of anything happening, it raised the spectre of pregnancies past. How perfect would it be, the story repeating? Once again, to have a pregnancy occur naturally, foiling the elaborate uncomfortable medical proceedures surrounding IVF intervention? Each day where nothing happens, and you just a little more like you can stop suppressing the hope and optimism you try to keep in tight check every cycle going back months and years.
Day 27.
Day 28.
Day 29.
Day 30.
Jen's period finally came on day 31. It was a little disappointing. In fact, I'm not sure 'little disappointing' really captures the entirety of emotion that was felt. It certainly wasn't crushing, in that way where a pet, family member, or beloved celebrity has died, but it still lets the wind out of your sails and leaves you flat in a way that has become all too familiar every month dating back to sometime in 2013. Hell, the familiarity is probably what inures you to the full weight of all that emotional baggage you begin carting around and trying to pretend doesn't really exist.
So we're back where we were several months ago, the first time we attempted IVF, before the diagnosis and surgery and Kees's second birthday. Jen's starting on a month of suppliments in preperation for getting down to business proper next month; a slightly different process, a slightly different cocktail of drugs.
Anyway, we're back on the rollercoaster, I guess, and all that entails. Lots of waiting, punctuated by brief moments of vaguely uncomfortable semi-invasions of privacy and body.
Also best of luck, I hope it goes well.
We found out that one friend was pregnant and i got hit with the waves of jealousy (detailed above). Then I start going through the "you're going to have a period this month" PMS bullshit and that hit a bit harder. And then, another friend announced they were pregnant. While still being on the pill. And I just started to cry right there in her living room with all our friends around. Which I feel super super shit about and she understood completely and even ended up apologizing to me because of it all. But, sigh.
We're just going to keep going as we go and then, we'll see what happens next.
Best of luck, Fishman. I'm hoping for you and Jen.
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Yes, now you get to replace all the baby monitors with "get everything the fuck out of my child's reach, HOLY SHIT HOW DID SHE GET INTO THAT, PUT IT DOWN"
Ha! MY child was getting into everything at fourteen months.
In all seriousness though, kids under 18 months shouldn't know how to open a door. It isn't fair. I found her eating a toilet paper tube today. Then when I picked her up she pulled a chewed wad of cardboard out of her mouth and tried to shove it in mine.
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@TaramoorPlays
Taramoor on Youtube
On that note, this week was the first time my son kept a tight grip on the toy he was holding and actually managed to out wrestle the bigger girl trying to steal it from him. Usually he just gives it up out of surprise (only to other kids, though, not to us)
Make sure you get a handsome dowry for her. I'd say at least a hamster, 3 Guinea pigs and a PS4
As the saying goes: Nobody goes to their prom in diapers.
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And that's how you end up at a restaurant with a one and a half year old screaming "WAN A FUCK! WAN A FUCK! " over and over again.
My roommate had a sister that refused to use the toilet as a child until someone told her the lie that you couldn't go to Disneyland wearing diapers.
She was almost instantly potty trained.
Sometime later the family went to Disneyland and the now potty trained sister lifted her dress up to show Mickey Mouse that she wasn't wearing a diaper and was allowed to be in the park.
If needed, I will totally be using this strategy.