Can’t wait to see the pictures!

Congratulations on being included in Glamour’s article! That’s really exciting 🙂

I’m actually pretty good at remembering names and faces. If I meet a huge group of people at once I won’t be that great, but one or two at a time and I do just fine! I don’t use the tips or tricks I’ve heard because they sound way harder to do than just saying it a couple of times in my head.

I am terrible at remember names. I think I just get too caught up in trying to pay attention to what they are talking about, trying to block out the distraction of what’s going on around me, trying to think of a response that won’t make me sound like a dumbass.

I do much better when we exchange names at the end of the conversation. Introducing yourself at the beginning lets the name get flushed away with the hi, hello, how are you’s in my opinion.

I do however, ALWAYS remember faces. Which makes it even more embarrassing when I know I know someone, but can’t recall their names.

I’m actually really good at remembering people’s names but my boyfriend is terrible. It gets pretty embarrassing when he tries to introduce me to someone and he can’t remember their name.

Swimming is the best crosstraining! I just went for my first swim in forever yesterday and it was awesome.

I am TERRIBLE at remembering names! I usually just say Katie or Emily, and it’s usually right or the person will say “everyone says I look like (Katie or Emily), isn’t that funny?!”

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Yes yes yes there was delivery room drama! When I was in the middle of pushing I heard a cell phone ring… My doctor yelled at my husband to pick it up! He read her the number as she yelled “it’s the hospital pick it up!” I remember thinking…. “Is this for real?” he picked up and answered “dr. Martins phone, can I help you?” that’s all I remember. The second drama was when they didn’t realize the baby would come out so quick so they weren’t ready…. With his head half way out they told me to stop pushing… I remember yelling many, many curses!

I’m vegetarian and haven’t made the switch to vegan. Off to read about some delivery drama!

I also blank out when people tell me their names. I don’t know why, but I have to make a conscious effort to remember. You aren’t alone! But I agree that it is really annoying.

I’ve got a fun delivery room story. Since yesterday was my son’s 7th birthday, I’ve been thinking about how crazy and wonderful it was. Delivery had to be induced since my son was 3 weeks past his due date with no sign of wanting to come out (guess I provided a nice cushy spot for him). Since he was my first child, my family wanted to be there and be supportive. So along with my husband, I had my dad, mother-in-law, aunt, and cousin in the room with me. At one point I had 4 other family members show up to visit, but thankfully they decided to go home instead of waiting through the 24 hours of labor. After 5 nurse shift changes and 17 babies born (there was a baby boom at our hospital), it was finally time to do the pushing. Of course, this is about the time my husband had decided to go get a cup of coffee. I mean why worry? I’d been going with very little progression all night. Did I mention he left his phone in the room while everyone was furiously trying to call him? So to spare you all the rest of the craziness, my husband, dad, mother-in-law, aunt, and cousin, plus a few spare nurses who were determined to see my baby into this world were in the room while I delivered. Some may think it was weird, but I don’t. At that point, I could have been in the middle of Time Square and wouldn’t have cared. I was surrounded by love in a time when I was exhausted. I had lovely people encouraging me and advocating for me and my baby when I needed it most. The big joke of the whole thing is that my dad took the delivery video. Did I mention that it’s mostly pointed at the floor because he wasn’t going anywhere past waist level? Gotta love what dads are willing to do for their kids.

I’m sure you have, but did you watch the link to 32 and pregnant? http://jezebel.com/5919727/32-and-pregnant-only-slightly-less-tragic-than-16-and-pregnant
So funny!

I’m a teacher, and even I struggle with names. There are about 200 kids at my school and I know 75% of them by name. The rest I just call darling and so far I am getting away with it. In social situations I am getting better, but I am never afraid to ask again. Even a simple “oh my, I’m sorry, your name has slipped out of my head” doesn’t seem to hurt feelings.

Whoa I never realized there was science behind remembering names! I’m actually pretty good at it 🙂

The drama in my delivery room is all from my mother and sister. They wanted to be allowed in, I wanted only my husband and our midwives. It turned out that one midwife didn’t get her pages, so it was me, my husband, my midwife and two amazing nurses. My mom and sister sat in the waiting room driving the nursing staff insane, but happily they refused them entry until I said so.

I delivered at 9:41 pm, but had been at the hospital since 8pm. I laboured at home, so they knew when I went to the hospital that I was 7 cm dialated and just hardly getting through contractions as they were nearly back to back.

I hadn’t planned to tell anyone I was in labour at all, but my mom and sister were planning to come and help me do some last minute preparations for baby when I woke up and my water broke… being so excited I couldn’t bring myself to tell a fib and instead I called and said “I’m in labour, so I’m going to be doing that all day, and if you wanna come do my last minute stuff for me go ahead”. I’m a wimp!

So I ended up having a hard time getting my placenta to detatch, and then when I had my tear stitched up the freezing wouldn’t take, so they had to keep trying to do both of those things, and it wound up being almost midnight before the placenta was out, I was stitched up, I’d had some skin to skin and tried to nurse for the first time. My mom and sister apparently were asking for updates and to see if they could come in and were freaking out worried that something was wrong. I told the nurses they could confirm that he was born but no other details, I didn’t want anyone to know I”d hemmorhaged because at the time I was in shock. I started to shake, which made the placenta delivery and stitches take even longer, along with the no freezing and insane pain from that. Plus, we had wanted some time with our baby to do some bonding before being bombarded with people who wanted to hold him. My husband hadn’t even held him yet before my mom and sister finally came in for their ten minute visit before the nurses politely kicked them out.

Next time I’ll be demanding no visitors in the hospital, it was stressful to be dealing with delivery knowing that people were waiting on me to deliver the baby, and I felt rushed in our first few moments as a family.

i’m horrible at remembering names! i think it’s because i’m always too busy scrutinizing the person and trying to take in as many details as possible about them while they introduce themselves that their name goes in one ear and out the other. vegan athlete here, too. ran a 32.5hr mountain race a few weeks ago. snow, rain, technical terrain, no sleep, 18 000ft of elevation gain. i don’t the idea that vegans are weaklings is an outdated one that not many people still believe. and to those who do believe it . . . i’ll just say pish tosh! let’s settle it by going for a long run, ha.

I’m good at remembering names but Sean is horrible at names. I guess we like to balance each other out that way.

Adorable baby pictures! I have the hardest time with names too. When I meet someone and they introduce themselves I always seem to be thinking about what I’m supposed to be saying next and completely space out when they say their name ha! I don’t think I care less though, I just need to remind myself to focus on the name instead of what I’m saying next.

I just caught up on your blog! Congratulations on Henry’s birth!! He is truly beautiful! Did you ever figure out the diaper change issue? I always hate unsolicited advice but a wonderful nurse showed me how to change my baby boy’s diaper to avoid the leakage. Oddly enough you fold the diaper over the penis before fastening snugly on the sides. It keeps the urine from escaping. She saved me from lots of additional laundry. Hope all is well. Love your blog and have been reading it for a couple of years now. Congratulations again!