Friday, June 11, 2010

Really Nice Thing #2

One more really nice thing Kevin has said to me recently.

I sent Kevin an email with a link to this fascinating post by Mrs. Avocado regarding cloth diapers. I would love to do cloth diapering for environmental reasons, albeit only if we have an in-unit washer and dryer. 

Source (I mean, how cute is this? who wouldn't want to use this?)

He sends me an email saying "This is too much."

Too much what? Like, too-much-this-is-funny-wow-who-knew-all-these-things? Or, too-much-this-seems-like-a-lot-more-work-than-disposables? What? What?

So I ask him for clarification. He writes back: "This is too overwhelming right now.  You don't need to replace wedding planning immediately with baby planning."

Hmph. It reminded me of a conversation I had with my mom about 5 years ago, when I was single and living in a studio (no pets), where I was telling her about how nice it would be to have a dog.  The conversation moved on, but my mom abruptly interrupted me and said "You know, you can't get a dog just because you're lonely".

The vein of similarity between the two comments that I heard sounded something like this: "You're kind of pathetic and needy, and you're wearing it on your sleeve. It's embarrassing."

Anyway, about the poopy diapers--another email was sent from me to him saying that I'm sure he meant that in the nicest way possible and in the most gentle of tones possible or else he is in big trouble.


  1. I don't bring babies up a lot but sometimes I catch the same flack---once I totally cried about it. My friend just had a baby and I was talking about the baby... I mean I had just met her and she was such a sweetie. Mark made a snide remark about SOMETHING... like how babies are stupid or something... I can't remember even what, but it was rude... and I was like "just because my friend had an effing baby and I'm talking about it doesn't mean I'm begging you to have a baby! I don't even want to have a baby now! I just visited this effing baby and now I'm telling you about it so effing watch your mouth buddy!" I was furious!!! I mean, I really do think he thought I was blabbing on about babies because I was all of the sudden magically ready to have babies. OK buddy.

    I think our discussion about diapers at Ippudo and me subsequently dry heaving and almost vomiting when speaks volumes about how I feel about diapers.

  2. that IS the cutest little cloth diaper cover ever. why don't you slap it on your menstruating pug?

    and you are not pathetic and needy. you just like to plan. and do extensive googling, apparently.

  3. I'm with Cathy, the idea of changing diapers makes me dry heave. And perhaps that's why I never had the baby fever...knowing that would be the only way to avoid poopy diapers (and screech-crying and 2am feedings and dwindling savings, but I digress).

    My husband says rude or insensitive things all the time. And he has no idea--it's like a brain fart and then he does an "oops, excuse me." But To Cathy's point, some men get totally freaked out about having kids or their wives wanting kids, but that's because they haven't a clue. Unlike women, they're not informed by bridal and mommy blogs and so it's super alien to them. I'm not sure what you're supposed to do with that information other than sigh, but it's common for guys to be like "I don't know about that and it seems overwhelming."

    Also, *I* feel overwhelmed because we weren't planning on kids. We wanted a couple years (yes, even in my late thirties and his early forties) to enjoy married life and not plan for the next big thing, to just relax and savor our relationship. Just saying....