tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793086675277097176.post977428227479767246..comments2024-02-14T04:01:44.502-05:00Comments on Prof-like Substance: Parents in the workplaceProf-like Substancehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09536241129674490468noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793086675277097176.post-32618530271367892302009-05-06T12:59:00.000-04:002009-05-06T12:59:00.000-04:00OMG I'm not the only one with the 6am bounching up...OMG I'm not the only one with the 6am bounching up and down wake up call?! I don't drink more than a couple glasses of wine, as I know I'll still have to wake up at 6am and deal with a happy, active boy. I barely manage that on a good day, I can't imagine trying to do that hungover.ScientistMotherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02540317551396323613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793086675277097176.post-29088201707973634522009-05-06T08:16:00.000-04:002009-05-06T08:16:00.000-04:00A day to sleep in is my current unicorn. I've hear...A day to sleep in is my current unicorn. I've heard of it and have been on a quest to find one, but I don't think I'll ever really see one.<br /><br />Today has been a day of firsts for us in the parenting department with our first ear infection diagnosed last night and our first seriously leaky diaper that was cause for a full on strip down of Wee One and Daddy both. That was nice ten minutes before leaving for work. The fact that I was still hugging her even knowing my pants might be destroyed by doing so is a testament that cuteness trumps disgustingness... unless you're a Hollywood starlet.Prof-like Substancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09536241129674490468noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793086675277097176.post-71522689335657086542009-05-05T14:07:00.000-04:002009-05-05T14:07:00.000-04:00PS: Perhaps I should clarify: the snot is my son's...PS: Perhaps I should clarify: the snot is my son's. As he battles the umpteenth cold this week, every hug he doles out comes with a nose bonus. Ewwww. But he's so cute that I barely even notice, honestly. Ah, the magic of parenting...Inkhttp://inktopia7.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793086675277097176.post-85703592700897188912009-05-05T14:02:00.000-04:002009-05-05T14:02:00.000-04:00Word! Can't tell you how much better I feel after...Word! Can't tell you how much better I feel after reading this, as I sit here in my snot-encrusted sweatshirt, more tired after last weekend than before. :) You rock.Inkhttp://inktopia7.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793086675277097176.post-26649119767097938562009-05-05T09:43:00.000-04:002009-05-05T09:43:00.000-04:00Weekends were relaxing? After three years of getti...Weekends were relaxing? After three years of getting up no later than 6 AM on the weekends, I deny the existence of relaxing weekends. <br /><br />Undergrads might be puking a lot, but hopefully they're not puking in your car, and then start bawling crying after doing so. Damn that puts a damper in any morning when it happens!Nat Blairhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12684196915592792806noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793086675277097176.post-26062597500863379672009-05-05T08:21:00.000-04:002009-05-05T08:21:00.000-04:00TRC - The smile when you go to pick them up at day...TRC - The smile when you go to pick them up at daycare certainly can change your day. It's nice to feel appreciated after hours of meetings, problem solving for other people and being burried in email. <br /><br />Caroline - Remember when weekends were relaxing :)<br /><br />Antipodean - I pretty sure I deal with more puke than even then undergrads, but the parallels are there.Prof-like Substancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09536241129674490468noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793086675277097176.post-43345472740525792982009-05-05T02:27:00.000-04:002009-05-05T02:27:00.000-04:00Apart from a couple of features you've just descri...Apart from a couple of features you've just described undergrads. Except they will talk for 30mins about how wasted they were last night/weekend rather than their non-existant kids.<br /><br />antipodeanAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793086675277097176.post-3891254913002365102009-05-05T00:30:00.000-04:002009-05-05T00:30:00.000-04:00I most definitely look forward to Mondays more tha...I most definitely look forward to Mondays more than those with no kids. I go to work to get away from the screaming!carolinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01431606555204611826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793086675277097176.post-69254768998409293402009-05-04T16:01:00.000-04:002009-05-04T16:01:00.000-04:00I don't know about you, but since becoming a paren...I don't know about you, but since becoming a parent, I find there is nothing better in the world to make you forget about a crappy day of science at school than a small one, half running, half walking toward you with its arms in the air, asking you for a hug...<br /><br />Thanks for those insightful observations. I can now prove to my colleagues that I am not the only one with dirty ''brand new, straight from the drawer'' shirts...Running Chemisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07345602935640557020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793086675277097176.post-8560866193530610782009-05-04T12:18:00.000-04:002009-05-04T12:18:00.000-04:00My wife once found dried "recycled" milk in the ho...My wife once found dried "recycled" milk in the hood of her sweatshirt. Who knows how long it had been there, but she hadn't worn it in a couple of weeks.Prof-like Substancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09536241129674490468noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2793086675277097176.post-86484670243866208982009-05-04T11:53:00.000-04:002009-05-04T11:53:00.000-04:00Word up PLS.
I love the first. I just can't resi...Word up PLS. <br /><br />I love the first. I just can't resist the "I wanna hug you" despite the Technicolor yogurt smeared all across the chin.Nat Blairhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12684196915592792806noreply@blogger.com