<p>Dying of laughter. All her bloggy goodness, concentrated in one book. From the interview: “One month before birth, move to Daka so your child will have Bangladeshi citizenship.” Opening lines from actual essays: “Poverty afflicts billions world-wide, and I’m one of them.” And hey, she says “Love Thy Safety.” And means it.</p>
<p>Humor is is what gets me through the craziness. Is JD Rothman actually a poster on CC? While sometimes I can hear the the helicopter rotors roaring in the background of my own life, I truly appreciate the wit and wisdom of CC parents. Without it, I would not have understood merit aid, financial aid, and the necessity of of loving one’s financial safety, while forgiving myself for my own neurotic need to be certain that all campuses of interest were toured and application deadlines were met–despite the resistance of S2 who preferred playing soccer to traveling to PA to tour that school with great merit aid.</p>
<p>Humor is so necessary for finding balance; much truth is said in jest.
I can’t wait to read JD Rothman’s book.</p>
<p>My D had terrible apgars! She did better on the retake though! (went from a 3 to a 7). Ya know, breathing just doesn’t come naturally for some people–she had to work at it! She did end up going to college, so all that effort paid off in the end.</p>
<p>did she do test prep? with what program?
hey could you chance my kid, btw? she had a 6 on her apgars, but the scores were really lopsided… what do Ivies do with that?
p.s. my next baby got a 7, and it was because I did special exercises and ate a special diet while I was pregnant. I am sure the breastfeeding is going to help- it is supposed to make kids smarter.</p>
<p>I confess to calling around to nursery and elementary schools a few days after my first-born son was born. He’s now in college–having attended public schools–and, fortunately, none the worse for the wear of having me as his father.</p>
<p>You tend to relax as you have more children.</p>
<p>When our first kid was born, and dropped his pacifier, we’d sterilize it in boiling water.</p>
<p>For our second child, we’d rinse it in the sink.</p>
<p>I’m impressed. For OUR second child…we didn’t even bother rinsing…just wiped it off and handed it back. Maybe THAT’s why she didn’t like the pacifier:)</p>
<p>Hilarious quotes…I wish I had seen this sooner. But then I’ve gotten TONS of laughs from some of the “Neurotic Parent” posts on this forum…sorry!!</p>
<p>Sounds like a great book! Now we just need a follow up – “The Neurotic Parent’s Guide to Having Kids in College.” S1 was so bad at communication, and I was so nervous about sending him off to a strange place, that I would check the purchases on his college card just to make sure he was still OK. If I could see that he’d purchased a pita at the PitaPit at 12:30 the night before, at least I knew he was still alive and doing well and eating something healthy. I’ve never confessed this to him, however…</p>
<p>Befuddled, that is a GREAT idea! I’m going to do it for S1, who starts college in the fall. I have already mastered the art of checking his e-mail and then marking the messages as unread so he doesn’t know I was snooping. If I did not snoop, he would have missed several important deadlines (he rarely checks e-mail unless I remind him), so I feel justified. Checking his credit card purchases is just one more intrusion he never has to know about…</p>
<p>H’s actions after an EA denial last December made a very amusing Neurotic blog entry. Probably too late to make the book, it would have been amusing to have the temper tantrum captured for posterity (and he is STILL ****ed 3 months later, BTW).</p>
<p>(And BefuddledP- what the eye doesn’t see, the heart doesn’t grieve. I bet your S thought you were psychic in knowing about those deadlines, right?)</p>
<p>Don’t be so sure he doesn’t know. On MY email (and on several others I know about)…when the email has NOT been read, it is listed in boldface type. Once it has been opened…and marked unread…it no longer is in bold. He probably knows that.</p>