The Parent Blogger Network is having themselves another blog blast. This is to celebrate the release of this new pregnancy book, which purports to be all that and a bag of chips. I went to the store to try to ascertain that for myself, but they didn't have it. And the PBN reviews don't start rolling till next week, so I am flying blind.
Them's the rules-- use an annoying pg/new mom question as the title and let loose in the post. You know this wasn't even a close one, right? The dreaded question. The one that weighs heavily on many a bereaved parent mind. I wasn't even going to say anything else, just point here, here, and here. Plus, in indication of nothing so much as of how small my circle of real-life interactions is, only one person, a masseuse, asked me this so far. Yes, really. I thought it would be relaxing. But I know more's coming, maybe even in a week, at the first summer event for Monkey's new school.
The blogblast people? They want snark. I wonder how to answer this question, the one that makes your insides go cold, how do you answer it with snark? Well, let me see. How about?..
Two, but one's not really good at all this socializing stuff-- he's dead.
Why, is there a sale somewhere? Do tell-- I've been meaning to pick up a couple more. I seem to be pretty bad at this getting a take-home baby thing myself.
Too consumerist. Or is there such a thing?
And what is the most painful part of your life? Do you enjoy discussing it with strangers?
Doesn't seem to be working. I think I will stick with my "one living child" for now. But of course, get me on a bad day, and I make no guarantees.
Teh rules again. I am supposed to end the post with the following:
Don't you wish you could've just handed them this?
Um? No! Because I have no idea what's IN the book. That's why I went to the store. But they don't have it, and Amazon doesn't even have the index of the book to search through. So I have no evidence whatsoever that this book is remotely sensitive or helpful, and I make it a point not to knowingly hand people things that may end up hurting them. Like cleavers and shotguns. Or books I know nothing about.
This last part was not part of teh rules, but you knew I wasn't going to just leave that question hanging, right?