A Very Funny Parenthood Book

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I just found a book I'm not reading cover to cover but enjoying tremendously. It's called "Somebody Could Get Hurt" by Drew Magary. I'm thinking of my son and his new baby who has advanced to the fish flop. Crawling is just around the corner. It's the struggles of parenting through the eyes of Generation X...they haven't seen middle age yet and they're already whining:p Like isn't there an app that makes the baby stop spitting up?! If the baby has been crying two hours, it's 4am and you need to be up for work at 6, do you let baby sleep in poop for two hours? I'm thinking it a fun gift book for younger new Dad's.
 

Isn't he the guy who wrote Men With Balls? :D

I just posted a link to an excerpt from Someone Could Get Hurt. Then I actually read some of the exceprt and removed the link. I hate the language he uses and I don't find it funny at all. But then I'm not a young dad and never will be.
 
Yeah I mean the language would peel paint. Then again I've been a fly on the wall with large groups of guys that age. The words that got Lenny Bruce arrested have lost their shock value for new generations.
 

One can learn to overlook bad language. Words, after all, are just words. If I said bananas when I really meant @#$% it would be the same thing. We had all kinds of words written on the blackboard in Sunday school class in the third grade. They were all supposedly bad. Well, there are some words I would not have said to my mother, out of respect for her beliefs. Beyond that it is the meaning behind the words that matters. Sometimes it's good to just laugh.
 
Sometimes it's good to just laugh.

That's the point...for anyone who has had to deal with a colicky baby in the middle of the night...maybe for months. Yes some unkind words pass your thoughts. It's something that makes the book so funny. My first was born in 1984 and as a Mom I was trying to suppress the frustration as so many mothers have tried through eternity.

But really the humor is the author throwing it right out there. Baby, please what is it you want? I know you just puked all over me again. I know I really &*%#ing want to eat after barfing...but do you need another bottle? My youngest is 15, I can laugh about it now. But I remember figuring it out the first time too, what a nightmare.
 
But really for those who have survived it. Baby has a fever. You have one or two little ones as well. Really...I remember so well being in FAO Swartz in NYC. A trip with her uncle and maybe four kids between us. On the escalator the unmistakable sound she filled her diaper. Followed by the sound that she over-flowed her diaper.

No matter how many wipes you had this baby needs a bath in a public sink now. Thank heavens for two more clothing changes. The poop was almost to her neckline...oh and her feet...Huggies in 1990 didn't contain so much. Even if your kids are forty years old now...we all had those days.
 
Maybe parents can get this but I can't. And I didn't find the book funny at all, even without the foul language.
 
Getting through the child-rearing challenges seems to take the patience of a saint, and few people are saints.

Not all books appeal to all people. We each have to go with what's right for us. Once I got over being offended by four letter words, I found the world to be a more pleasant place to be. During the worst period of my life, hope became a four letter word. We learn and grow, live and let live. I've been much more at peace since I started putting this into practice.
 

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