a few remarks on the reproduction project
Jan. 25th, 2009 10:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
walkitoutNo, not actually having the kids. Well, okay, obviously they are relevant. But I write here about the amorphous mass of articles/web pages/whatever over on my website.
I was updating Sources to reflect the Apple book on infant feeding. As I surfed through the notes on other books I've read on the topic of breastfeeding (which is where I put the book, which may or may not make sense), a couple of things occurred to me. First, I really need to write some stuff about what it's like to have two kids in the house, if only to mention _this_ is why there are so few books written about what it's like to have two kids in the house. Not a whole hell of a lot else happens, really. Second, I think pretty much everyone would agree at this point that I've read way too fucking many books on pregnancy, childbirth and breastfeeding. Third, I think I have _not_ read enough books about generating entertainment and distractions for a three year old. Particularly one who is not very verbal and whose joint attention is too limited to play much in the way of games with.
Finally, I wanted to write that my perspective on staying home has shifted, and I'm much more okay with being home all the time than I was before. But then I realized that I actually liked being home, and I got really mad at people who kept trying to get me to leave the apartment back in Seattle and who were worried about depression etc. when I was a whole lot more worried about carefully managing my limited energy and staying put was generally a better decision than wandering around with an infant who hated going anywhere in the car therefore had to be transported on foot. My feet.
I think the real difference is that back then, I was trying to carve out legitimate space for me to stay home and enjoy it. _Now_ I've actually taken to snarking about other people never being at home. I've got a whole long list of downsides to never being at home, starting with the impact on lonely pets and working my way up from there. I've tried to write about this in the past, and have failed completely and utterly. I don't think I'm any more up to the task now. Maybe someday.
I was updating Sources to reflect the Apple book on infant feeding. As I surfed through the notes on other books I've read on the topic of breastfeeding (which is where I put the book, which may or may not make sense), a couple of things occurred to me. First, I really need to write some stuff about what it's like to have two kids in the house, if only to mention _this_ is why there are so few books written about what it's like to have two kids in the house. Not a whole hell of a lot else happens, really. Second, I think pretty much everyone would agree at this point that I've read way too fucking many books on pregnancy, childbirth and breastfeeding. Third, I think I have _not_ read enough books about generating entertainment and distractions for a three year old. Particularly one who is not very verbal and whose joint attention is too limited to play much in the way of games with.
Finally, I wanted to write that my perspective on staying home has shifted, and I'm much more okay with being home all the time than I was before. But then I realized that I actually liked being home, and I got really mad at people who kept trying to get me to leave the apartment back in Seattle and who were worried about depression etc. when I was a whole lot more worried about carefully managing my limited energy and staying put was generally a better decision than wandering around with an infant who hated going anywhere in the car therefore had to be transported on foot. My feet.
I think the real difference is that back then, I was trying to carve out legitimate space for me to stay home and enjoy it. _Now_ I've actually taken to snarking about other people never being at home. I've got a whole long list of downsides to never being at home, starting with the impact on lonely pets and working my way up from there. I've tried to write about this in the past, and have failed completely and utterly. I don't think I'm any more up to the task now. Maybe someday.