A mommy tried to strike up a correspondence with me. She signed my kids’ guestbook and gave her babies’ web page address. She’d had twins, too. And so I visited their page and the first thing it said was (and it was typed in this manner):
I had my twins
V A G I N A L L Y
Just couldn’t figure out where to take the conversation from there.
Heh - sounds like she’s one like my SIL - if you didn’t have them ‘naturally,’ you’re some kind of dopehead wimp loser. Or something. Not having any, I never quite got the logic (well, what passes for logic in her twisted what-passes-for-a mind), plus when it comes to any medical procedure, I’m of the ‘knock me out cold and wake me up when it’s over’ school of thought. Yep, dopehead wimp loser, that’s I!
Yep, that stuff drives me crazy too. My best friend had all three of her children via c-section (one at a time!). If she hadn’t, all four of them wouldn’t be here, probably.
But oh yeah, she’s not a “real woman” unless she delivers vag for all three or vbac for the last two…
:rolleyes:
If I had to choose between two men in the delivery room, I’d prefer my anesthesiologist to my husband! No offence to hubby, but I need one hell of a lot more than hand-holding and “breath honey” during delivery!
I recently saw a username on a poker site, Big_Jack’s_Baby_Girl According to the profile, she was in her 40’s, married, with kids. But why even mention the rest of her family, when Big Jack is her Dad? :rolleyes:
I don’t want to know what the “big” refers to.
Oh, and although the mom usernames are annoying, atleast they aren’t creepy and sad.
Just like to step in here as a faint, faint voice of reason re: the bumperstickers for honor students.
Don’t automatically assume that a car with those stickers on it is being driven by a fanatic. If the kid brings one home, you kind of gotta put it on the car, you know? What’s the message otherwise?
“Look, Dad, I’m an honor student!”
“So what? It’s not worth the chrome on my bumper.”
“Oh.”
Haven’t gotten one of those yet, but I have been known in real life to refer to myself as Teague’s Dad because Teague is a freaking extrovert who makes friends with everybody. I missed our friends’ annual Christmas party one year; my son was just starting to walk. I went to the party the year after that and they were all, “Oh! You’re Teague’s Dad!” and I’m like, “You’ve known me for fifteen years!”
You forgot:
and loving wife to Wayne. (Lactose Intolerant.) and ‘mommie’ to the Best Dog in the World, Buster, ( Vegetarian)
I am refered to, by the staff at my son’s school, despite my attempts and jokes otherwise, as Mrs. Ujest.
I have tried, " Oh, my mother in law is here?"
I have said, " My first name is Shirley."
After only a few weeks into 1st grade I have given up and write on my name tag,
“Ask for first name.”
No one has ever even noticed it.
I’m not to sure what the complaint is here. Is the OP upset because he doesn’t like the word “mom”? Or are they upset because there are far, far better and more important things to tie one’s identity to… like your favorite sports team, hobby, ideology, or choice of pet?
I mean, basing something as awesomely important as a user name on an internet message board on something as stultifyingly unimportant as your pride or joy in your kids… wow, what are those morons thinking? It’s a damned shame that FairyChatMom (the only person I can think of right now that fits the bill) wasn’t told about this very important issue - now suitably chastened, I’m sure they all will rush to have their usernames changed to reflect something far more important than their stupid kids.
Did you read the whole thread, JohnT? It’s been pretty exhaustively discussed what the OP was complaining about.
I had some registration problems when I first tried here at SDMB. I tried to register as ADad because I was and am proud of my kid for a host of reasons but mostly because I am completely without imagination when it comes to thinking up user names and passwords. It’s cool that the first name didn’t take because my wife had our daughter shortly after that, and I would have felt silly when I had two kids but my user name was ADad. So thus I had the inspiration for my current user name.
And my identity now, to other people, is defined solely as being my children’s father. Schools, doctors, babysitters what have you don’t care that I like to read mysteries and car magazines, they care that I am A’s dad, I need to sign here. Which is fine, if a bit tiring, but I have enough self worth to know that there is a bit more to me than that. And if you want to know any more, I’ll ask my wife what I should say.
Hope this isn’t a hijack, but when I was in sixth grade our teacher had us make bumper stickers for our parents that said “Please Drive Carefully. This is (so-and-so’s) Mother.”
Even at that age I found it nauseating. When I took it home I told my parents they weren’t obligated to put it on the car. We all had a good laugh about it.
Not that I agree with the sentiment at all, but think it has more to do with being a “real woman”. A “real woman” sees pregnacy as a natural event that should be carried through to its end soley by the mother herself, not as a medical condition that reqiures invasive surgery to fix.
Since we seem to be hijacking anyway…
Now that I’ve been through it, I can see the advantage of that point of view. If I were young and planning more kids, I would definitely want to do a home birth (if it was a low-risk pregnancy).
I’d wanted a C-Section with my twins, I really dreaded the labor/birth process, and since they were both breech (and I had complications) it was a non-issue. But it turned out the C-Section was pretty unpleasant and the drugs they gave me afterwards left me so loopy I was afraid to even hold my daughter. And because I was in the hospital, their policies and nurses had a great deal of say over my access to my daughter. One night, a nurse insisted on keeping her in the nursery - she was convinced that I couldn’t possibly be in good enough shape to care for her. It really disrupted my attempts at breastfeeding.
Of course, since my son needed NICU care for 2 weeks I was grateful to be there. And I’m not sure that anything could’ve really made it “better”; just one of those things you can’t understand until you go through it. Now I would do it differently, but there’s no way to anticipate it.
Back to the OP - I think Ethilrist makes an excellent point. If one of my kids gives me a bumper sticker, you can damn well bet it’ll be on my car.
My daughter said “Mommy” for the first time Saturday night (to date it’s been “Meh-Meh”). Sooooo cute, I cried. It’s just a matter of time until I’m “Bryce’s Mom” and “Zoe’s Mom”. But I’m also trying to keep doing a few things that are just mine.