I had no idea there were so many ridiculous baby products out there. Ever see a "Thudguard" helmet? What about Third Arm, Baby Keeper, Daddle, Man Boobs or Po-Knee? Check out this humorous list, courtesy of Cracked.com.
Leave a comment telling us which item on the list is your favorite. Mine is the brilliant Baby Mop concept.
A man right up the road from BBA headquarters traded his son's name for a $100 gas card. A local radio station offered the free gas to the listener with the most interesting item to trade. David Partin of Orlando, Florida stepped forward with his offer and hosts Richard Dixon and J. Willoughby took Partin's deal. The name? Dixon and Willoughby Partin. Nice.
This is a funny list that is so true! I especially like #4:
Not going to the bathroom by yourself. When your kids are babies, the bathroom is the only place you can get your head together. It’s also one of the only places you can actually read. I read ESPN’s Bill Simmons’ entire book over the course of the week in the bathroom when my youngest was a baby. And then he turned two. If he’s not forcing his way in to watch “how it’s really done” he’s banging on the door screaming “lemme in!” or sliding all his books underneath. There is no peace with toddlers.
The rest: The way you view the world changes, you'll feel like a failure, you have no time, parenthood will turn you soft, they will embarrass you, worrying, you won't be the parent you think, sickness and the feeling of unconditional love.
Seems Rick Astley has a nice calming affect. Who wouldn't settle down to listen to one of the great 80's artists? If you're curious about the term "RickRolling," here's some background. We didn't realize RickRolling was so popular.
By Scott
BabyBlogAddict.com
Most moms want to wait as long as possible before sliding into those maternity clothes. It seems to be kind of a challenge among the pregnant set: delay the inevitable as long as possible. And why not? Maternity clothes, from what I hear, are really no fun at all, so why rush into them? There is, however, a line that should not be crossed. When the time comes future moms, accept it. Don't be the very pregnant lady wearing just a jogging bra and pants exposing all of her at least eight months worth of stomach. Have some self-respect. But really, maternity clothes aren't even that bad anymore. Easy for me to say, I know, but Google backs me up.
While you're still trying to ward off the stork, try this: about three months into her pregnancy someone told my wife about the rubber band trick that helps jeans fit a little longer as the waistline expands. What an idea! And neither she nor I would have ever thought of it. Make the most out of those clothes for as long as you can, moms-to-be, but please, know when to say when.
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This was submitted to us by a sketch comedy group in New York City. One of their members has been pregnant and they decided to make a short comedy film about her baby communicating from within her tummy. Let us - and them - know what you think.
By Scott
BabyBlogAddict.com
When you're a first-time parent there is a lot to think about between finding out that your wife is pregnant and the due date. Will we find out what it is? When do we tell everyone? Which room will become the nursery? How do you change a diaper? Are we even qualified to be parents? While exciting, it can also be a frustrating experience. Some of the most frustration, for a dad-to-be anyway, comes when it's time to register for baby gifts. One of our stores of choice was Babies-R-Us, which should be outlawed. Way too many options. To help us wade through the array of possibilities we enlisted the help of one of my wife's college friends who had two young children. I highly recommend bringing along someone familiar with the experience.
It took us almost a half hour to get started because the lady who was helping us sign up thought it was time to chit chat and giggle instead of register. When the mission was finally underway it was clear I was there for one reason: to help with the big stuff. I could handle the car seat, stroller, pack'n play, bouncy seat, swing...and a mirror, of course. Any child of mine had to have a good car mirror. But my influence quickly waned when the subject turned to The Pump. We registered for something called Pump in Style. They make it sound like if you're pumping with this thing, there's no one out there doing it better. For the price, it should feed the baby for you. 
I didn't get to register for a very comfy chair and ottoman that afternoon, but it briefly served a valuable purpose. At least we got the best pump out there. But future dads should prepare themselves; no man should ever have to see his wife actually use the pump.
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It's funny that we stumbled upon this just a couple of days after the first installment of Dad's Diary. Moms and dads do things differently - VERY differently in some cases. Here's an excerpt from a column found in a Colorado newspaper:
Ah, that's what makes the world go 'round. Click here for the entire column...and more differences between mom and dad.
By Scott
BabyBlogAddict.com
Us dads, before we're officially Dads, aren't quite sure how this whole parenting thing will work out. We've seen other guys, whom we've deemed far inferior to us, thrust into the parenting world and somehow, against all odds, they make it. We, too, should be able to master this. Why do we doubt ourselves? Because society makes us! It's a mom's world out there - everything relating to kids is built around them. Mother's Day Out. Playgroups. Magazines. We're trying to break into this huge fortress, but the gates are locked tight and there are big, burly guards out front keeping us at bay.
When our son was an infant, we had a wonderful nanny who stayed with him from 7 a.m. and 1 p.m. My work schedule allowed me to fill the gap between 1:00 p.m. and 5:30 p.m. when my wife got home. I took pride in the fact that every afternoon when we packed up the stroller and hit the road for a long walk I was the only dad out there. At the same time, it drove me nuts when moms out for a stroll with their little ones brought up the fact that I was "babysitting." How often are moms asked if they're babysitting? Let's go out on a limb and say never. So on this Father's Day, here's a message to all the people out there who rank dads just above the yard guy: we're trying to get used to this whole idea of being a dad. Don't make it more difficult for us. Embrace us! Welcome us in as one of your own! We may even surprise you every now and then and fail to come up with an excuse to get out of changing that dirty diaper.
This is the first installment of Dad's Diary. There will be more. Maybe weekly. We'll see. If you have ideas for future Dad's Diary columns, e-mail us.
I read this great write-up in the April 2008 issue of Parenting magazine. It's from a new book by Jen Singer that is out this month called, You're a Good Mom (and your kids aren't so bad either): 14 Secrets to Finding Happiness Between Super Mom and Slacker Mom.
Here's what she says about what today's parenting lingo would have meant to our moms:
From tribe.net. No description needed for us Baby Blog Addicts. I'm sure we can all relate.I received this in a forwarded email from my sister and couldn't stop laughing. I knew I had to post it on BBA (Baby Blog Addict), because I know you all can relate. It's really about parenting and kids. It's long, but worth it.
When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious stories about how hard things were when they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning...uphill BOTH ways...yada, yada, yada.
And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it! But now that I'm over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy. I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia!
When I was a kid we didn't have the internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the library and look it up ourselves...in the card catalog! There was no email! We had to actually write somebody a letter with a pen! Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox and it would take like a week to get there!
There were no MP3's or Napsters! You wanted to steal music, you had to hitchhike to the record store and shoplift it yourself! Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio and the DJ would usually talk over the beginning and @#*% it all up!
We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called, they got a busy signal, that's it! And we didn't have fancy caller ID either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your mom, your boss, your bookie, someone asking you to prom, you just didn't know! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister! You couldn't just let it go to voice mail, because there was none!
We didn't have any fancy Sony Playstation video games with 3-D graphics! We had the Atari 2600 with games like 'Space Invaders' and 'Asteroids'. Your guy was a little square. You actually had to use your imagination. And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen forever. And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! Just like LIFE!
When you went to the movie theater there was no such thing as stadium seating. All the seats were the same height! If a tall guy or some old broad with a hat sat in front of you and you couldn't see, you were just screwed!
Sure, we had cable television, but back then that was only like 15 channels and there was no on screen menu and no remote control! You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on! There was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday mornings. Do you hear what I'm saying!?! We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little brats!
You kids today have got it too easy. You're spoiled. You guys wouldn't have lasted five minutes back in 1980!
Regards,
The Over 30 Crowd
Check out this ad on Craig's List for a "unique changing table with bath tub built in for $20". I'm posting the ad here in case it's deleted before you get to see it, because it's definitely worth seeing.
The seller says..."this is a pretty nifty bath tub. it has a changing table on the top decorated with bears but when u open the lid it's a bath tub on the inside. has a hose on the side for easy draining. has storage cubes in the front to hold all your soaps, rags and lotions. has storage underneath for diapers, towels or whatever essentials you need for your baby. The top is padded and it folds up for easy storage. I used it one time but my 1 month old son hates it...he likes the sink getting sprayed with the hose :) as soon as i sell this i will delete the ad. thank you for looking."
Here are my thoughts. Does this look like something out of the 70's or what? There's a "hose on the side for easy draining"...easy draining into what? A bucket? Or do you set it up next to a sink or bathtub...then what's the point? Have you ever seen anything like this?
Feel free to send any funny or ridiculous baby ads our way. We'd love to post more.
We are receiving some great submissions for "What you shouldn't say to a pregnant woman." There seems to be a common theme so far of strangers not holding back when commenting about how big you look pregnant.
Send in your stories through this Sunday, 1/27, to babyblogaddict@yahoo.com and we'll post our favorites next week.
A humorous success story...except for the part about the child walking in poop barefoot then prancing around the house.
People say the strangest things to pregnant women. What's the strangest or worst thing someone told you while you were pregnant and who told you? Was it your husband, mother, friend, doctor or a stranger? Email us at babyblogaddict@yahoo.com and we'll compile a list of our favorites that is sure to make you laugh and think, "No way, how could they ask that?!"
Here's one of mine. I was 34 weeks pregnant when someone at Lowe's asked me if I was about to deliver. When I said I had another six weeks to go, she said, "Oh no you don't!" I mean did I look THAT big?
Even if you are not big into astrology, this is a fun story to check out what the stars say about your child. My son Jack is a Libra and this story refers to him as a "charmer" and a charmer he is. Check out all the signs on parents.com.
This holiday get what you've always wanted. The miraculous ability to turn yourself into an elf. And now you can cut the arctic rug with the whole elfin' family. Upload as many as four faces and email your creation to your family and friends or better yet, post it on your blog. Start the elfamorphosis here at elfyourself.com.
Make sure you have enough time to elf yourself and your family too. It's hilarious and addictive. You can easily adjust the scale and shapes of the faces when you upload the images. Don't forget your family pet too...if you have room.
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