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By: Mrs Eaves

Mrs Eaves — Tue, 28 Nov 2006 17:49:59 +0000

We didn’t hang out with you guys much in those early days (our hermitdom started with October’s birth), and I really enjoy hearing about it.

By: Atomictumor

Atomictumor — Tue, 28 Nov 2006 18:04:28 +0000

Hey, I forgot about you! It was on a delivery drive way back then that I both found out about and met October. I didn’t really know you then, you had been at Gabe’s baby shower, and I think we’d gone to your place (cuz you were one of BJ’s buddies), but I thought it was cool that you were having kids too. Bj was all thinking we’d be hanging out, and we did, but just 7 or 8 years later!

By: dcoppock

dcoppock — Tue, 28 Nov 2006 18:05:31 +0000

Hi At, I was reading your post and started thinking that your experiences early on in the marriage and parenting thing sounds much like ours. Robin and I were young when we married. He was 19 and I was 20. We had a 4 month old son. We moved into our fist apartment and loved the new found freedom we had. We had friends over about every night and had a few big parties as well. We ended up having to leave our apartment and move in with my mom because we couldn’t really afford to stay any longer. Our work history was not strong. For the longest time I had felt so guilty about the way we lived. Mainly because we had a beautiful baby boy that neither of us knew how to take care of all that well. I loved my son more than anything but still felt like I wasn’t supposed to be a mom. From time to time I feel much like Bj did early on. I stay at home with our children everyday but when I start thinking about the things that could happen I’m scared that I won’t respond the way I should. Robin and I have finally settled down. He works full time and I stay at home with our 5 and 3 year olds. I just wanted to let you know that when I read your post I could totally identify with it. It was nice hearing someone else go through much of the same and still come out to be half way normal and love their kids more than anything. Reading what you write takes me back to our early memories quit often. The love you and Bj shared(what I’ve read of it) makes me think of my husband and our love for each other. A young kind of love but very real and strong. I so wish My husband and I could have gotten to meet you and Bj. She sounds like she was an incredilbe woman. We would still very much love to meet you and the boys. I’m kinda shy but if you bear with me I’ll come around. Maybe when we are in town visiting my parents we could all get together and take the kids to the park.

By: VA Bluebelle

VA Bluebelle — Tue, 28 Nov 2006 18:10:09 +0000

Being a former teen mom myself, I relate to a whole lot of this post. I applaud your candor and thank you for sharing the visuals with us. When your boys are older and read all of this (you are somehow recording this for posterity, right?) it will only make them love and understand their family even more.

By: Mrs Eaves

Mrs Eaves — Tue, 28 Nov 2006 18:25:51 +0000

“Bj was all thinking we’d be hanging out, and we did, but just 7 or 8 years later!”

Yeah, I’ve been trying to figure out at exactly what point the four of us started hanging out. Two clues…it had to have been prior to the Cleveland Radiohead gig in August of 2003, and the first time that BJ & the boys came over to play, we stayed outside and were eaten alive by mosquitoes. So, my best guess is spring/summer 2003.

Geez…that’s only 3 1/2 years…seems longer than that.

By: Punk HP

Punk HP — Tue, 28 Nov 2006 18:36:04 +0000

Yet another Parallel story….

By: damama

damama — Tue, 28 Nov 2006 19:27:24 +0000

“Coffee…BING” Blast you son! Now I have to buy coffee beans that cost more and I have to grind them up because you have spoiled me with your good coffee. BING indeed!

By: Tonya

Tonya — Tue, 28 Nov 2006 20:09:39 +0000

Oh JK - I can so relate to the baby not sleeping thing except in a swing or frontpack. Colic - that is some crap! I had just gone back to work with my first one and had a huge presentation to do in front of a bunch of sr. mgmt type folks and my darling baby is up all night….while my hubby slept the night away. I broke down and called my mom about
2 a.m. and she came over so I could get a little sleep before work. Wouldn’t you know my brother and his wife who LIVE with my parents have a baby who is a perfect angel? I know he is because I have kept him on the weekends and my mom tells me how good he is. She should know she has kept all the grand-young’uns. Yet to hear my brother and his wife tell it they spend countless hours up with him - funny though, it’s a townhouse and my mom says she rarely hears it! I digress - oh the years we endure to get “where we are” kinda ironic. We send people to the moon but can’t find cures for cancer and other sundry illnesses………colic bad stuff!

By: Denette

Denette — Tue, 28 Nov 2006 20:13:15 +0000

I remember parties at that apartment downtown. I still think of y’all whenever I pass it. I also remember watching the first episode of South Park on your Big Screen TV in BJ’s Mom’s house. Memories. Now that I have my son I realize how hard parenting is. I think I’m a pretty good Mom now but that was having a kid at 25. I cringe to think of what kind of parent I would have been back in my party days. The Stash also had a milk protien allergy (through my milk)so I understand the screaming but I only delt with it 2 months before we figured it out. Gabe looks like a pretty cool kid. Ya know what they say….the proof is in the pudding…..or something like that.

By: sumgurl

sumgurl — Tue, 28 Nov 2006 20:51:53 +0000

summer of 2003 is probably when i officially met all of you … just formally and, AT, you may not even remember. at october’s 5th birthday party at bos and eaves’ place. i remember pigpen crawling around just a baby and g won the pin the coconut to the tree contest. it was a luau theme and the kids were protesting the coconut cake. i have an awesome memory apparently. i was quiet and hermit-esque and i thought “these guys are cool - we should hang out” and then i went home and crawled back into my hole. ha! the years it takes for kid-ridden hermits to hang out!

By: GBscientist

GBscientist — Tue, 28 Nov 2006 22:05:23 +0000

I am sure that if you really try you can find worse things to regret about your early parenting efforts than going out once or twice a week. If you never go out, the baby can get all clingy and fussy and won’t like anyone else.

Maybe my parents should have gone out more.

BTW, my mom has picked her internet name: TheLoudOne. Or is it TheNoisyOne? Something like that, anyway.

By: The Bosphorus

The Bosphorus — Wed, 29 Nov 2006 00:01:11 +0000

I remember when you delivered pizza to the Missus’s Mom’s house. That sticks out in my memory, don’t know why. Maybe it’s because you’re so tall…

By: Beth

Beth — Wed, 29 Nov 2006 00:43:41 +0000

we were young parents too, and your story totally rings a bell with us - we needed to get out too, and I agree with GBscientist that maybe more parents should have gone out like you did, if it makes them happy, I say it makes them better parents (especially young parents). I love these stories…sigh.

By: jen

jen — Wed, 29 Nov 2006 01:05:21 +0000

Those nurses in the Maternity hospital were Puh and dont sound any better than the ones ive had
sounds like BJ had a birthing experience like my 1st one - long labour followed by a c-section
hey whats wrong with going out once or twice a week
there are some people that recommend couples do this
wish my man and I could
Im pleased you and BJ worked out :)
and I think its good for kids to be comfortable enough to stay at their grandparents sometimes and the only way I think they get comfortable with this is by doing it from very early on
what wonderful parents BJs are
good post AT keep it up :)

By: sumgurl

sumgurl — Wed, 29 Nov 2006 01:33:18 +0000

i forgot to add this about UT hospital … we went there with abe when he was 2 months old when he was very sick with RSV and on night 2 of our week long visit a nurse came in with a shot for him, so she says. i say “what is it?!” all bewildered in the middle of the night and she says “it’s just an antibiotic” and i say “the dr. said antibiotics won’t help?” (we were also young and on tncare) and she says “they are his pre-op antibiotics” and i say “what freakin ‘op’ … there is no operation! he has RSV!” and she says (get this) “do i have the wrong room?” in a cutesy southern accent …. i almost kicked her butt out the door. i didn’t sleep another wink the whole time i was there unless my mom or hubs was there … no apologies from the staff or anything despite our complaints. who knows if the kid next door in the “right” room was a 90 lb. 10 year old … my boy almost got his antibiotics! what would that do to a newborn?! come to think of it, we could have probably sued later blaming UT for the autism had he survived. missed the boat on that one. anyway, don’t cross mama bear.

By: Judy

Judy — Wed, 29 Nov 2006 03:01:07 +0000

Wow, AT, that’s one vivid memory you have, I think. I can’t even recall what I did last week.