val·iant [val-yuh
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–adjective
| 1. | boldly courageous; brave; stout-hearted: a valiant soldier. |
| 2. | marked by or showing bravery or valor; heroic: to make a valiant effort. |
| 3. | worthy; excellent. |
OR you can just close your eyes for the scary parts, whine a lot, and then wonder what all the fuss was about later.
Lucy, or whomever you actually are…you are too stinkin’ hilarious. I’m SO glad you followed your mamma’s very wise advice and started a blog. My family thinks I’m totally crazy sitting here laughing, crying while I read your goofy stories.
And…I want to tell you that I didn’t used to be able to stand up without puking, either. With my second kid I couldn’t even sit on the sofa in our family room without puking because I could smell the previously unsmellable lawn mower twenty yards away in the garage behind a closed door. The smell, of course, made me puke. So my poor first kid had to sit in front of Sesame Street and Barney all morning while I alternately puked my guts out and slept in a different room. And, with both kids I puked until twenty weeks. I hope you get back to normal sooner! Good luck!
Aloha Lucy,
I am a fellow blogger and have a show, Girls Gone Geek, that I would like to interview you for. Would you be available and interested?
I appreciate your time and consideration.
Sincerely,
Liana
Hi Lucy,
I stumbled across your blog via a girlfriend’s blog. I have to admit that I’m a Luddite at the tender age of 34 and I have never posted a comment to a blog — not even my best friend’s — until now. Your sense of humor over the fear that comes with the fact that you’re about to give birth — and to a girl, at that — prompted me to.
I can tell you that my husband and I had a girl (who just turned one last Friday, woo hoo) and it has been the. best. experience. of. my. life. By far. No comparison, in fact.
The funny thing is that I was absolutely convinced this baby was going to be a boy. I was scared I@*Y-less at the notion she’d be a girl, for many of the same reasons you mentioned: knowing how a teenage girl thinks/acts, the issues I’d had with my own mother, and so on and so forth. But now the idea that I’d be mom to a boy seems absolutely ludicris and I couldn’t imagine her any other way (i’m establishing karma for next time, I’m sure!).
Anyway, this is a long way of saying good luck, you’ll enjoy every minute of it, and very importantly, you will have a completely different point of view on your relationship with your own mother. Since Josie’s been around, I’ve carried a sense of disappointment that she won’t have a clue how much I love — LOVE — her until she has a child of her own.
But, you know, it’ll be worth the wait.
Best of luck to you guys!
Becky/St. Louis
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I think you’re very funny! Love your sense of humor and I share the experience of anxiety about having a daughter– but agreeing with Becky: don’t worry. My daughter’s almost 17 and we have a deep and wonderful connection.
Also wanted to share my ‘webisode’ with you. It’s about a wife/mother/artist with a high-maintenance husband, problems with time-management, an addiction to caffeine, and an over-active inner voice. Short episodes (82 sec. to 9 mins.) and funny. My first feature was at Sundance. Please check it out: http://www.youtube.com/anneflournoy (and click on the words ‘watch in high quality’ under the picture on the right). Thanks.