Greg, Erin, Car and Quincey

Thank You, Thank You!

Wow, everyone!  Thanks for the awesome comments, I don't think I have EVER had so many in my life!  I didn't realize that this would get so much attention.  I am starting to feel like a mini celebrity!  :)

I had a lot of concerned friends calling to make sure I didn't want to kill myself after the criticism.  Truth is it probably WOULD have killed me in high school.  But luckily,  or unluckily I suppose, depending on how you look at it,  I have heard it all for 25 years, so I have gotten used to the "disgusting anorexic"  comments.  :)  What's a girl to do? I'm skinny, get over it.  ha ha.  So don't worry,  Self esteem is still intact.  I don't really care if people think I look gross, I can't change that,  I just think it's hilarious when they talk about how I'm lucky that I didn't kill my babies.  And Pregorexic?  Now that's just priceless.

Oh,  here's a funny story.  About 4 months after Carson was born,  I went into my pediatrician for his check up.  Car is a tall skinny boy,  DUH!  Look at his parents.  Well after weighing him in, the doc came back into the room with a serious look on her face.  She proceeded to tell me in not so nice terms, that a mama has got to EAT in order to breast feed her babe.  Uh, really?  Thanks for the information, I wasn't sure about that one.  She made me tell her EVERYTHING I ate in a regular day, and threatened to make me stop nursing him if he didn't gain more weight in the next 2 weeks.  As I spelled out my diet for her,  she stared at me with this look like, I KNOW you are lying, and I am going to save your poor baby from this horrible abuse.  All the while interrogating me about stupid details like if I used regular or fat free butter.  Seriously?  Needless to say I was getting a little mad at this point. She then told me that a baby Carsons age should gain at least 4 ounces  at each feeding, and that she was going to make sure he did.  I should have walked out right then,  but I didn't.  She weighed him AGAIN,  made me feed him, and then weighed him a third time to check how much milk he had gotten.  He had gained well over the aforementioned 4 ounces.  Then she told me that actually he should be gaining 6 ounces each feeding. What?  I thought it was 4?  Do you have any idea what your talking about?  After lecturing me about how serious feeding our babies is, she told me to go directly to the front desk to book an appointment for 2 weeks.  Uh let me think about that one...NO THANK YOU!  I never went back again.

And so you see,  none of this is new to me.

I could go ON and ON....

But,  I will spare you!  :)

Thanks for all of your concern and well wishes!  And especially thanks to all you new people who have said hello!   I feel so loved.  I would love to know if there are more of you out there!

TTFN.  Ha Ha,  did I really just write that?  Yup I did.

Bye.

p.s.  Carolyn,  I left a response to your comment in my comments but didn't know if you would check back.  I can't get onto your blog.  email me the address again at erinperry@gmail.com.  THANKs!