tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35503001.post116062630889353169..comments2023-10-19T07:42:41.912-04:00Comments on Afrogeek Mom and Dad: Title Change and Maternal InfanticideUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35503001.post-1167878759380841662007-01-03T21:45:00.000-05:002007-01-03T21:45:00.000-05:00Hey,Stumbled on your blog..wow, resentful, huh? Ma...Hey,<BR/>Stumbled on your blog..wow, resentful, huh? Makes my head reel with memories of being just that tired, days and nights and weeks worth of tired, and trying to barter with the baby to please please please sleep. Or let me sleep. Three children and upteen years later, I wonder when are we ever going to have some sort of support system for women...oops, feel a rant coming on, better stop. Nice blog, by the way.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35503001.post-1161966284366115202006-10-27T12:24:00.000-04:002006-10-27T12:24:00.000-04:00My first son was colicky. One on level I loved hi...My first son was colicky. One on level I loved him, but in the beginning it was the duty kind of love. I love you because I created, I just didn't like him. Who can like a screaming machine? Of course in public I pretended. That will always be the darkest winter of my life. We lived in a drafty house, winter was dragging on and it just kept snowing.<BR/><BR/>I've grown in mothering and as a person over the past few years, I make it a point to tell new moms that "this job is hard." I try not to pretend like I'm a perfect mom; I am far from it. I try to let others know that it's OK to not be 'giddy' with motherhood when the kids are screaming, dinner isn't cooking itself, and your husband/partner/whatever has been working overtime for what feels like the millionth night in a row.<BR/><BR/>This tragedy occured about a mile from my house. I think back on those first months with my colicky child and think, "There but by the grace of God I go." I still wonder how I made it. I just hope I make it a little easier for someone else, either by letting them know their feelings are normal or if they need to get away for a couple of hours, I'll hold their screaming baby. I've done it before; I can handle a few hours again.<BR/><BR/>PS Welcome to the Lowcountry Blog Roll.Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02551840357731155068noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35503001.post-1160776423275666852006-10-13T17:53:00.000-04:002006-10-13T17:53:00.000-04:00she deserves more than to be described as "resentf...she deserves more than to be described as "resentful" and the whole country (world??) needs to wake up and smell the maternal ambivalence in the air. if we could deal with it publically, if we did not live by some insane myth of happy baby-talking moms (my mother admits to having little memory, opther than tears and exhaustion, of the first 12 years (5 kids) of her life as a mother) then might we not actually accomplish something? And why is that MUSC guy some sort of expert? An expert in what? obnoxious misogyny?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com