Oh man, you guys and gals. I was blown away by your thoughtful responses as well as the lurky people that came forward to say HELLO GIMME THE PASSWORD. I’ve done that a few times, and it is hard to get up the nerve to ask a person that does not know you for the secret to their bat cave. That sounds overly complicated, but I’m too tired to make that sentence less awkward. Also, if you have ever made a comment on my blog since I made the transition to Word Press my secret ninjas will have that information. You will know right away because your comment will immediately be published instead of waiting in moderation. I have yet to not publish a comment unless it was clearly spam.
I have some information and additional thoughts for you on this subject. And by additional thoughts I mean several more posts worth of adoption writing at least. Depending on what aspects I am discussing, they will either be password protected (using the same password every time to make life easier) or open for the innernets to read. I am aiming to write another password protected post tomorrow, depending on nap schedules. I cannot write anything unless both little boys are napping OR I have help UNLESS that help is the kind that does not know about my blog, see: my mother.
However, I have one bit of information that I can share without all the sneaking around of pass-worded posts! Go look at what Cath said in her comment on the previous post. That is EXACTLY what I was feeling. Now, I don’t know if that is right or wrong. I can only say how I FEEL about the situation based on the information that I have, which is limited. Some of this information might illuminate, so I will be sharing it as soon as I can have two minutes to myself to write. It may have to be a Writing From The Toilet With The Door Locked situation. I’m sorry if that grosses you out. I won’t make you touch my laptop or anything.
I also have some OMG People Read My Blog thoughts but Dude the Cat is staring at me in a Go The Fuck To Sleep way. He needs his cuddles, you know? And I’m abusing my capital letter allotment. Goodnight peeps. Thank you for the support. *hugs*
How did I not realize that password protecting a post would out my lurkers?! Brilliant! ;D
I just jumped over from one of swistle’s posts and got super sucked into reading your posts. So if you don’t mind I’d love to get the password.
And in the realm of honesty, I let me son ‘nurse’ to sleep until he was over 3 (3.1 to be exact). And the last several months there wasn’t even more than drops left… oh well… I am not even a hard core bf-er, i was mostly just lazy and my son LOVED nursing so it took me a long time to build up the nerve to drop sessions.
And the password shall be yours!
That Quick like a bunny thing reminds me of one of my clinical instructors from nursing school. She said that all the time. She also dressed really strangely and was just flat out odd. Don’t know why that all felt relevant.
It reminds me of a story where a friend worked at a pharmacy store type thing (like Rite Aid, Walgreens, CVS). A very old man asked her for an over the counter remedy because he was “Quick like a bunny.” IN BED. HE WANTED TO LAST LONGER IN BED.
Lol. Oh wow, the things that people will tell and show to health care workers.
I missed the previous post in my graduate school haze. Can I have the password please?
Of course!
Yeah, me too. I was worried the password might be for “special” readers, not chronic lurkers like me.
Bam! You’ve got mail!
Yes – me too – can I please have it??
for even though I have been a long time lurker I lacked the courage to ask… but now am acting bravely seeing so many other lurkers – delurked – to ask.
Wait, that sentence makes no sense???
Anyway – I love your blog, your openness and your humor. Keep up the wonderful work, and I hope by now your all on the mend!
Done!
Okay, now I want the password!
Sent!
I was too shy to ask the first time around, since I have yet to comment on your blog… But if it’s gonna be a regular thing… Password please? And I love your blog and I would eat your little Coop with a spoon, such a delicious smile!