Monday, April 19, 2010

But then I remember...

Sometimes when I see young mothers snuggling their babies, I wish I still had one. I loved to kiss and smell their chubby, soft necks scented of Baby Magic. I adore feeling completely loved and thoroughly needed. Perhaps I am agonizing over the slow loss of my youth. I mean I am closer to menopause than child bearing. But then I remember...

A toaster baby is a child who, once you put down to bed, pops right back up. My boys, being only 15 months apart, kept me on my toes. Bedtime was never easy. Back then KT worked nights. The first two years we were married he worked days, but when babies started coming he worked nights for the subsequent seven years. (Secretly, I think he worked that shift on purpose, and sometimes I hated him for it.) I think he planned it so that he wouldn't be around for the bedtime routine. I remember many nights holding the bedroom door shut so the little guys couldn't come bounding out of their room for the tenth time. Was this child abuse? I think not. I hoped that I could outlast them and eventually they would go back to their beds and sleep. More often than not, I was the one who sunk to the floor in defeat, sobbing because I just couldn't do it anymore.

So, now when I feel that little nag and need for a baby fix all I have to do is remember...
***This is in no way meant to be anti-baby. I LOVED that phase of my life. There were just parts I could have been happy without.***


  1. Bwwaaah! Toaster babies!!! That is a great way to describe it! I have friends that deal with that. They can have it!!! lolol I like my sleep! :-)

  2. I have never heard this term! Too funny.

  3. cute toaster.

    I hated the baby stage I must admit. It's a wonder that I have 4 children. I so would not go back to those days.

    wow, I have a good attitude. not. :)

  4. Isn't it so crazy how they can seem fast asleep, but the second you put them down those little baby eyes pop open and start looking around!

    I'm sure we have fun battles to come later...

  5. I've not heard this term before, but you really ought to have it coined!

    And no, holding the door shut is not child abuse. When my son was three, I actually put a latch on the outside of his door. And as long as he wasn't screaming enough to impede breathing, I figured he was okay. The latch stayed put.

  6. Toaster Babies?? That is the funniest thing EVER! I have never heard that before! {Crossing my fingers} I have not had to deal with that...yet. This made me smile and I am loving my new vocabulary word.

  7. New term for me too! Love it! Yes I am done with babies too. Just waiting for the grandbabies. Sigh.

  8. You described it perfectly. Toaster babies. I had one of those myself. And I don't think this post is anti-baby at all.

  9. That is a fabulous term, I had never heard it. I will so use that.

  10. My boys are 12 months apart... man it was hard. Im so glad they are 4 and 5 now they play and keep each other company. But man those first 3 years were a long 3 years.

  11. I've never heard that term before -- but for sure will use it re: my nephew when he gets to be that age (and when/if I have kids someday).

    Stopping by from ToBeThodes Saturday Sound off.

  12. Stopping by from ToBeThode's Saturday Sound off!

    I've never heard of toaster babies but I'm sure my mom would relate to it very well! Haha!

  13. I love that term! This is my Johnny right now. haha!

    I tweeted but don't see if you are on Twitter.

    Thanks for linking up this week with Saturday Sound Off! Sorry it took me so long to come by and visit.


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