getting her a parenting book could be taken as you saying she doesn't know what she's doing

People with new borns don't have time to read books.


Offer to watch your friends kids for 2 hours so she can nap.


Or a breast pump. They're good to have.

Please recommend a good parenting book

Or a breast pump. They're good to have.

FunkMistress said:

She doesn't.

Ace said:

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Ace said:

None of us do!

This is an absolutely wonderful book for a family with a new baby. My mother's friend gave me a copy when I had my first child, and I read it to both of my daughters on every one of their birthdays.

FunkMistress said:

Some of us don't know what we're doing more than others.

FunkMistress said:

I just read the description on Amazon and it makes reference to "spirituality". I don't know if I can endorse that sort of thing.

Seriously, do not get her a parenting book.


Wait till the kids start acting like a lunatic, then get her one.

"what to expect during baby's first year"

FunkMistress said:

I just read the description on Amazon and it makes reference to "spirituality". I don't know if I can endorse that sort of thing.

Well now on a summer night, in a dusky room
Come a little piece of the Lord's undying light
Crying like he swallowed the fiery moon
In his mother's arms, it was all the beauty I could take
Like the missing words to some prayer that I could never make
In a world so hard and dirty, so fouled and confused
Searching for a little bit of God's mercy
I found living proof

I put my heart and soul, I put 'em high up on a shelf
Right next to the faith, the faith that I'd lost in myself
I went down into the desert city
Just tryin' so hard to shed my skin
I crawled deep into some kind of darkness
Lookin' to burn out every trace of who I'd been
You do some sad, sad things baby
When it's you you're tryin' to lose
You do some sad and hurtful things
I've seen living proof

You shot through my anger and rage
To show me my prison was just an open cage
There were no keys, no guards
Just one frightened man and some old shadows for bars

Well now all that's sure on the boulevard
Is that life is just a house of cards
As fragile as each and every breath
Of this boy sleepin' in our bed
Tonight, let's lie beneath the eaves
Just a close band of happy thieves
And when that train comes we'll get on board
And steal what we can from the treasures of the Lord
It's been a long, long drought baby
Tonight, the rain's pourin' down on our roof
Looking for a little bit of God's mercy
I found living proof

Ace said:

Some of us should take a moment to consider whether we want our (postpartum) friends to stay our friends.

Seriously, do not get her a parenting book.


Wait till the kids start acting like a lunatic, then get her one.

2. It's not spiritual, but it is lovey-dovey-hippy-dippy.

"what to expect during baby's first year"

post a picture of your ass!

FunkMistress said:

Hey, don't some women go all crazy after they give birth and become like all homicidal and stuff?