tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417973224241757999.post8983166761272390838..comments2023-06-23T07:16:44.453-04:00Comments on Perfection or Failure: Woman WorrierP/Fhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07011597977129472269noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417973224241757999.post-62762260971830680602009-08-06T18:27:42.459-04:002009-08-06T18:27:42.459-04:00Mrs. F,
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check (actually have lots of...Mrs. F,<br />check<br /><br />check<br /><br />check (actually have lots of area rugs to mitigate sock disaster potential - 3yo falls weekly from running in the kitchen)P/Fhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07011597977129472269noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417973224241757999.post-50853460655534983972009-08-05T19:59:49.928-04:002009-08-05T19:59:49.928-04:00I'm afraid of knives, scissors, screwdrivers, ...I'm afraid of knives, scissors, screwdrivers, drills... I'm sure if you leave one sitting on a counter that the dog or kids will be trying to get something down off the counter and the knife (screwdriver, etc) will fall on them and stab them. I can't leave the house with a knife ANYWHERE on the counter for fear that the dog will get himself impaled. <br /><br />Also can't leave dishtowels or potholders next to the stove for fear that they'll accidentally get lit on fire... even if the stove is off.<br /><br />MR F won't let the kids run around in socks cause he's convinced they'll slip and bash their heads open... he's actually got a lot more bizarre injury fears than I do. He's afraid the kids will get papercuts in their eyes if they handle mail!Mrs Furioushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18082932653215907248noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417973224241757999.post-9087708394232209122009-07-18T15:10:53.453-04:002009-07-18T15:10:53.453-04:00hey Katieo! I know what you mean about kids. I hav...hey Katieo! I know what you mean about kids. I have a whole list of irrational fears related to my kids. <br /><br />Thanks for stopping by, and good job on working out so soon after having the baby. I gained 25 lbs. in the six months AFTER my last son was born. When people say it was baby weight, I usually tell them that I wish I could say that. It was because I hadn't planned for the change in activity I had after the baby was born - AND because I felt it was necessary to learn how to make the perfect buttercream. My one tip for postpartum weight loss: do not learn to make the perfect buttercream. :)P/Fhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07011597977129472269noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417973224241757999.post-83574556876527713062009-07-18T00:48:25.853-04:002009-07-18T00:48:25.853-04:00Ok, the electrocution by iPod + sweat made me laug...Ok, the electrocution by iPod + sweat made me laugh. <br /><br />I worry mostly about my kids. In fact, I'm more afraid of leaving my kids motherless than the thing that would actually kill me. <br /><br />Although when I'm pregnant I have all sorts of irrational fears mostly to do with poisoning, kidnapping, and gun accidents. (we don't even own a gun.)katieohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08339475353059389950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417973224241757999.post-30634643830121314092009-07-15T07:22:13.093-04:002009-07-15T07:22:13.093-04:00Losing Waist!, thanks for stopping by!
I do the...Losing Waist!, thanks for stopping by!<br /> <br />I do the iPod between sportsbras too, mainly because I hate how the armband rubs my arm raw. <br /><br />I can identify with the worry about loved ones; and now that I have kids I worry that they'll inherit the family brain chemistry so I worry about them too.P/Fhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07011597977129472269noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417973224241757999.post-84101495808394772102009-07-14T21:23:30.676-04:002009-07-14T21:23:30.676-04:00I just choked reading the electrocution from your ...I just choked reading the electrocution from your ipod. I sometimes tuck it into the top of my sportsbra when I row, and I imagine the same thing... I don't think it runs on electricity though, but being who I am I haven't found out. <br /><br />I am deathly afraid of being made fun of because of my weight. Or judged because of it. I overcompensate by perfectionism. <br /><br />I am afraid of creepy things in the dark, but mostly of being startled in the dark. <br /><br />Spiders, snakes. <br /><br />Loved ones committing suicide (that was pretty depressing), and being abandoned. <br /><br />Good topic. I am glad I found your blog!Daniellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18301516032763531624noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417973224241757999.post-71166664734399319042009-07-14T16:35:04.958-04:002009-07-14T16:35:04.958-04:00I remember you writing about that book on your blo...I remember you writing about that book on your blog, and the writer was on NPR a month or so later. I know that I picked up something valuable from the interview, and almost wrote to you about it, but it escapes me now. :PP/Fhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07011597977129472269noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417973224241757999.post-13064065294093471832009-07-14T13:20:07.059-04:002009-07-14T13:20:07.059-04:00I worry about being lonely.
That's it.
I don&#...I worry about being lonely.<br />That's it.<br />I don't worry about cancer, arm breaking, dying.<br />I worry about being alone and lonely. Though I love being alone, I don't like the feeling of loneliness.<br /><br />I read a book about survivors of random events and one woman stabbed herself accidently near the heart with a knitting needle. She walked into her knitting group and they saw a bit of blood and she had to hold VERY still while the paramedics were called in.Levihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07369763028982948026noreply@blogger.com