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Post by Sara on Oct 1, 2009 15:25:01 GMT -5
Welcome to Part 1072 of the Soulful Spike Society [/center] I have nothing witty to add--it just made me smile. On to the formalities: 1. Read and live by our rules. 2. While certain topics are out of bounds on the main board, never fear: there is a special place for you to share your thoughts on those particular subjects. 3. Posting spoilers anywhere but here will, without question, bring the wrath of the S'cubies down on your head--as well as other body parts. 4. Be sure to check out the great reviews and essays on the S3 home page—the awesome includes Erin's takes on the master's new series Dollhouse.That's it from me. Go forth and have fun.
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Post by angelique on Oct 1, 2009 15:28:20 GMT -5
Sara! Great opener!
That's my idea of a street gang. Even after all these years...
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Post by Lola m on Oct 1, 2009 15:37:47 GMT -5
Sara! Great opener! That's my idea of a street gang. Even after all these years... Me too! Hi, Angelique, how're you doin'?
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Post by Rachael on Oct 1, 2009 15:38:27 GMT -5
It's 47° out there, and windy. I guess now that we've achieved October, I ought to turn on the heat. Heh. Meanwhile, it's 80ish here. October = summer. I turn the heat on the first weekend in November, typically.
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Post by Rachael on Oct 1, 2009 15:39:43 GMT -5
We just took Emily out for her first social experience - lunch at our favorite Thai place. All the waitresses there have been dying for a look at her, ever since she was in utero. The carseat worked its magic, and she's still asleep now, in her swing....
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Post by Rachael on Oct 1, 2009 15:49:12 GMT -5
Milk is the real culprit, all drug addicts, criminals and lawyers started out drinking nothing but milk of some kind! Julia, and the heavenly chorus chants in the background: Correlation is not Causation, now and forever, AMEN Heeee. I can't wait for Rachael to take this one to pieces. *Snickers, rudely* You rang? [/lurch] Although I'm really more of a Morticia. Y'all have pretty much covered it: utter nonsense, and very silly. I'm possibly on board with the second explanation, that it reflects the fact that children who are already difficult or behavior problems are more likely to be given sweets. You know, as bribes. "Be good, and you can have a sweetie," or "You can't have any pudding if you don't eat your meat." Also, they tried to say it was already controlled for "parental behaviour", but I find that very difficult to believe. Parental behavior isn't a distinct quantity one can simply cut out of a dataset - it's complicated and inextricably interwoven with a child's behavior. Isn't it still possible these kids had more sweets because their parents were less "present" in their daily lives? As one explanation? Ah, well. Cardiff.
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Post by Rachael on Oct 1, 2009 15:55:20 GMT -5
You're an academic. You don't get "breaks" anymore. Seriously. I'm doing job applications on maternity leave. Fair enough...but I can still want them... How's the Tiny One? Hee. You sound like the Tin Man. "But I still want one." Me, too. The Wee Demon Spawn is good...my bathroom scale tells me she's passed the 8 pound mark, which we'll confirm at the doc's office on Tuesday. If it's accurate, that means she's put on another pound in less than a week. Clearly I'm feeding her too much. Meanwhile, she's doing all this weight gain by draining me dry. I've never BEEN so thirsty in my life, and I'm already down to 148 pounds from my final pregnancy weight of 176 pounds. That's 28 pounds in 11 days. The first ten were Emily and her attendant fluids and placenta...the next twelve must have been water...but since the rapid water weight loss, I've dropped about two pounds a day that seem to be in large part actual fat. I don't even look like I was pregnant (unless you pull up my shirt and know that little roll of fat is out of place on me). Who knew making milk was so calorie-consuming?
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Post by Lola m on Oct 1, 2009 16:02:02 GMT -5
We just took Emily out for her first social experience - lunch at our favorite Thai place. All the waitresses there have been dying for a look at her, ever since she was in utero. The carseat worked its magic, and she's still asleep now, in her swing.... What fun! So, did the waitstaff all go ga-ga over her? (As if there is any doubt that they would. )
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Post by Karen on Oct 1, 2009 16:05:12 GMT -5
Heeee. I can't wait for Rachael to take this one to pieces. *Snickers, rudely* You rang? [/lurch] Although I'm really more of a Morticia. Y'all have pretty much covered it: utter nonsense, and very silly. I'm possibly on board with the second explanation, that it reflects the fact that children who are already difficult or behavior problems are more likely to be given sweets. You know, as bribes. "Be good, and you can have a sweetie," or "You can't have any pudding if you don't eat your meat." Also, they tried to say it was already controlled for "parental behaviour", but I find that very difficult to believe. Parental behavior isn't a distinct quantity one can simply cut out of a dataset - it's complicated and inextricably interwoven with a child's behavior. Isn't it still possible these kids had more sweets because their parents were less "present" in their daily lives? As one explanation? Ah, well. Cardiff. You are very logical, oh momma-san. My mom used sweets as pacifiers/comfort. Banged your knee? Have a cookie! Having a meltdown? Here's a piece of cake. Didn't make me violent. Did help to make me turn to food too often when I needed comfort. But don't we learn that from infancy? I know I nursed my babies whenever they cried - whether or not they were actually hungry at times, I'm sure. And don't you just love the carseat pacifier? Glad to know it works with a car as quiet as the Prius.
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Post by Julia, wrought iron-y on Oct 1, 2009 16:06:47 GMT -5
Fair enough...but I can still want them... How's the Tiny One? Hee. You sound like the Tin Man. "But I still want one." Me, too. The Wee Demon Spawn is good...my bathroom scale tells me she's passed the 8 pound mark, which we'll confirm at the doc's office on Tuesday. If it's accurate, that means she's put on another pound in less than a week. Clearly I'm feeding her too much. Meanwhile, she's doing all this weight gain by draining me dry. I've never BEEN so thirsty in my life, and I'm already down to 148 pounds from my final pregnancy weight of 176 pounds. That's 28 pounds in 11 days. The first ten were Emily and her attendant fluids and placenta...the next twelve must have been water...but since the rapid water weight loss, I've dropped about two pounds a day that seem to be in large part actual fat. I don't even look like I was pregnant (unless you pull up my shirt and know that little roll of fat is out of place on me). Who knew making milk was so calorie-consuming? You are lucky in your metabolism, and will live long. Julia, editing how I am not.
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Post by Karen on Oct 1, 2009 16:07:12 GMT -5
Sara! Great opener! That's my idea of a street gang. Even after all these years...
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Post by Rachael on Oct 1, 2009 16:11:37 GMT -5
We just took Emily out for her first social experience - lunch at our favorite Thai place. All the waitresses there have been dying for a look at her, ever since she was in utero. The carseat worked its magic, and she's still asleep now, in her swing.... What fun! So, did the waitstaff all go ga-ga over her? (As if there is any doubt that they would. ) Oh, yes. Although I think they wished she would wake up. Um, no. This is the First Rule of Parenting: Never wake a sleeping baby. Unless you really think you're starving her. But I'm clearly not.
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Post by Rachael on Oct 1, 2009 16:16:45 GMT -5
You rang? [/lurch] Although I'm really more of a Morticia. Y'all have pretty much covered it: utter nonsense, and very silly. I'm possibly on board with the second explanation, that it reflects the fact that children who are already difficult or behavior problems are more likely to be given sweets. You know, as bribes. "Be good, and you can have a sweetie," or "You can't have any pudding if you don't eat your meat." Also, they tried to say it was already controlled for "parental behaviour", but I find that very difficult to believe. Parental behavior isn't a distinct quantity one can simply cut out of a dataset - it's complicated and inextricably interwoven with a child's behavior. Isn't it still possible these kids had more sweets because their parents were less "present" in their daily lives? As one explanation? Ah, well. Cardiff. You are very logical, oh momma-san. My mom used sweets as pacifiers/comfort. Banged your knee? Have a cookie! Having a meltdown? Here's a piece of cake. Didn't make me violent. Did help to make me turn to food too often when I needed comfort. But don't we learn that from infancy? I know I nursed my babies whenever they cried - whether or not they were actually hungry at times, I'm sure. And don't you just love the carseat pacifier? Glad to know it works with a car as quiet as the Prius. I think as long as you stop using food as comfort once they're more sentient and able to take interest in other things, it's okay. I know about a third of her feedings are for "fun" or "comfort", and I'm cool with that, as long as it's not at 2 a.m. And, hey, she actually sleeps right through 2 a.m. Lately, we put her down at 11:30 or so, between us in the bed, and Dave wakes her (violating the First Rule) to eat at 3:30. She then wakes again at 6 and 8...not too awful. She won't sleep in her bassinette yet, but we're working on it. Now, even. We took her from swing to bed almost half an hour ago, and no screaming yet. She ought to be hungry in about fifteen minutes, though. The carseat works without the car, right now. That's how Dave got her to sleep last night, when she was really fussy. Five minutes in the car seat, being swung back and forth - bang. Out like a light.
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Post by Rachael on Oct 1, 2009 16:17:46 GMT -5
Hee. You sound like the Tin Man. "But I still want one." Me, too. The Wee Demon Spawn is good...my bathroom scale tells me she's passed the 8 pound mark, which we'll confirm at the doc's office on Tuesday. If it's accurate, that means she's put on another pound in less than a week. Clearly I'm feeding her too much. Meanwhile, she's doing all this weight gain by draining me dry. I've never BEEN so thirsty in my life, and I'm already down to 148 pounds from my final pregnancy weight of 176 pounds. That's 28 pounds in 11 days. The first ten were Emily and her attendant fluids and placenta...the next twelve must have been water...but since the rapid water weight loss, I've dropped about two pounds a day that seem to be in large part actual fat. I don't even look like I was pregnant (unless you pull up my shirt and know that little roll of fat is out of place on me). Who knew making milk was so calorie-consuming? You are lucky in your metabolism, and will live long. Julia, editing how I am not. I was honestly a little worried when I put on 43 pounds. Seemed like overkill. But it also seems a huge amount was water, and the rest - well, my sister is right. Breastfeeding will starve my body into submission if I'm not careful.
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Post by S'ewing S'cubie on Oct 1, 2009 18:43:00 GMT -5
Fair enough...but I can still want them... How's the Tiny One? Hee. You sound like the Tin Man. "But I still want one." Me, too. The Wee Demon Spawn is good...my bathroom scale tells me she's passed the 8 pound mark, which we'll confirm at the doc's office on Tuesday. If it's accurate, that means she's put on another pound in less than a week. Clearly I'm feeding her too much. Meanwhile, she's doing all this weight gain by draining me dry. I've never BEEN so thirsty in my life, and I'm already down to 148 pounds from my final pregnancy weight of 176 pounds. That's 28 pounds in 11 days. The first ten were Emily and her attendant fluids and placenta...the next twelve must have been water...but since the rapid water weight loss, I've dropped about two pounds a day that seem to be in large part actual fat. I don't even look like I was pregnant (unless you pull up my shirt and know that little roll of fat is out of place on me). Who knew making milk was so calorie-consuming? Takes a lot of calories to make milk. Don't stint. Note from personal experience--watch the chocolate and the cabbage. They give babies gas.
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