Code Talkers

"Code Talkers"... don't know why I was thinking about this topic so much lately... But as I was walking the dog one day and pondering what gentle wording to use during a "reestablishing baby care guidelines..." talk with my Mother-in-Law (more on that topic another time) - I actually used the words "my MIL" in my head when thinking of her (not to be confused with her name, that coincidentally starts with the same 3 letters...).

anywayz - being a tech geekess I thought my work world in general was filled with enough codes or acronyms: WYSIWYG, GUI, TCP/IP, lan, ram, rom, smtp... and LOL, IMHO in the chat rooms... and so on. Then one day we "decided" to have a baby and as I always enjoy doing web research my current topics of interest, I started to explore conception and baby related chat rooms and bulletin boards. I was overwhelmed by the "code talkers" I found there... And of course as a "newbie" you want to play along properly but also don't want to get flamed by the regulars for asking simple or stupid "uh, what's that?" questions. So I had to jump in and learn the lingo by the seat of my pants or on the fly (which was also much like my experiences as a Jr geek wanna-bee learning about computers and technology).

here's a rough example of the baby related code talking:
so when DH and I were TTC I started charting my BBT and using OPKs. Sometimes if the combination of methods showed I was near OV, I would go home on lunch hour so we could BD. Eventually I got the timing right (or we got lucky) and I was PG with DS... but now since DH and I both need to WOTH, and I want to BF for as long as possible, I have to EBM during the day and then DS RC BFs. And since I can't be a SAHM like I wanted, thankfully my MIL is my daycare person!

the ants go marching one by one...

so when you have a baby - do you let the ants that are invading your bathroom live - or do you spray the heck out of them? And then deal with the deadly bug spray fumes? or do you just keep crushing them one by one...? and I think I say "sorry" almost every time...

I often wondered before baby - whenever I would see a parent either casually blow the dust off a dropped toy or paci (experienced parent) - or run to thoroughly wash it off (new or first time parent) - what kind of parent would i be when it came to cleaning baby items.
So as the new parent i am, i second and third guess everything like that these days. is there residue on my baby's plates and spoons from the dishwasher? do the baby bottles have too much dishwashing detergent smell? did the dog lick her butt and then his foot/face/hand...? what is he touching now? is it "clean" and what are my acceptable levels of clean these days? If he drops something how extensively do i clean it... I've never been a "clean freak" but now that he has already had thrush... I wonder could I/we have prevented it by making sure every single thing he touches all day long was sanitized. and what about doorknobs in public or at work...? or the keyboards of other peeps I have to handle all day long at work... oh! If we get sick ONE MORE time anytime soon... it's enough to make your head spin... (or stuffy)

what's a blog?

afraid and leary about this new adventure... what am i getting myself into now? will i regret this later? a medium for practicing my creative writing and perhaps a substitute for my dusty journal (and when did i last make an entry in my journal? years years years).

ok here we go... slowly stepping up to the edge of the brink... dont lean over too far... dont look down... deep breath... bend your legs at the knee... open your arms wide... spring up into the air... FLY!