This is interesting
Mar 29, 2003 Uncategorized
Lately I’ve been seeing at-home moms advertising the MomsWin and M.O.M. Team (and others, I think staying at home and lovin’ it might be one). I wrote an article for MomsOnline a million years ago about multi-level marketing schemes and that’s what they are: schemes. I know that a lot of the people who get into this really need the money but you need to know that unless you’re at the tippity-top, you won’t make any. And that these companies aren’t very ethical even if the individuals involved with them are. I found an article talking about the Melaleuca companies specifically so here it is: The M.O.M. Team/MomsWin Exposed
Another MOM group promoting Melaleuca usage and ‘referrals’ as a home business is MomsWIN (Women In Net-marketing).
Listen to their recording and you’ll be told that their plan is NOT MLM, or Multi-Level Marketing.But you make money the same way you make money with The M.O.M. Team — you earn a percentage (somewhere between 7% and 20%) of each purchase made by the team members BELOW you. Folks, that’s called a downline.
And that IS MLM.No downline (meaning you haven’t SOLD anyone on the idea of signing up below you), no money.
No MOMS on YOUR team, no moolah.
Please be careful for signing up for those things; it’s probably not in your best interest to do so.
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Good news this Saturday
Mar 29, 2003 Writing
Brett has been taking this human resources class. He has a BS in business but he doesn’t have any specific training and the job he has now has tuition reimbursement and he’s interested in HR so he took a class. His exam was today and he passed. 
I knew he would but he was nervous so that’s one cause for celebration.
Then today I was offered a job with a regular salary. It’s still work-at-home and will be very demanding but manageable. The pay is very good. So that’s our second cause for celebration.
And now I’m going to pick out five Pokemon figures with Noah on ebay and that will be his cause for celebration.
A good day will be had by all!
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Prayer for the Atomic Age
Mar 27, 2003 Writing
This piece is by Brett’s grandmother, Ellen Bartow Snavely, who was an author and a teacher and who, sadly, is not someone I ever had the privilege of meeting. It was written about forty years ago. Please read it and feel free to share it around because I have it on good authority that she wants it read. Read the rest of this entry »
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Says Noah to me
Mar 27, 2003 Parenting
Noah: Mommy, I know that even when the baby comes that you’re gonna love me best because I’ve been around the longest and you’ve known me the longest.
Me: Well, Noah, I have to tell you that you are my own dearest Noah and I love you so much! You will always have a special place in my heart.
Noah: Yes, I know where that place is, too, right in the center. And everyone else is on the edges!
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Spring-time blue
Mar 26, 2003 Adoption
I’m still feeling pretty sad about not getting going on the adoption until June. We’ve decided to pursue all of our paperwork in the meantime so that we can rush through the homestudy but it’s feeling a little like infertility treatments all of a sudden. Hope, then no hope. I have to keep reminding myself that a delay doesn’t mean we’re not getting a baby.
I’m worried about pinning all of my hopes on this poor kid. Did you know that infertile women are more at risk for developing post-partum depression? Think of it: you have this goal for months or years and you spend all of your time thinking about it. You change your lifestyle, you think good thoughts, you explore your inner psyche all to ready yourself for this desperately wanted child. Then the child arrives. Boom. Let down. Babies are a lot of work and I’ll make the gross generalization that there’s not a baby around who has made his or her parents’ lives easier. More joyful, certainly. More exciting, of course. But easier? No way. My mom always said that the reason god made babies so cute is so the parents will stick around long enough to fall in love in earnest. The anthropologists say the same damn thing; why do you think babies have such big eyes and chubby little cheeks?
I’ve been wanting a baby for so long that I worry that I’m idealizing it. Having another baby in the house is surely going to at least temporarily screw up our happily cavorting household. Less time with Noah, less time for work, less time for Brett, less time for exercise. Less space. Less money. I know this in theory but do I really know it? Am I going to be able to handle it when the baby doesn’t drift into my lap like a descending angel but instead drops with a resounding thud and a dirty diaper?
I have a few friends going through motherhood for the second or third time after a variety of conception journeys (accidental, planned, and after infertility) and they’re all shell-shocked. They say the second (or third) time is easier but I can see it in their startled eyes; that baby has blown their minds.
I want my mind blown, too. I just hope that when the inevitable reality sets in that I don’t hold it against the poor kid. I imagine that I’ll have fleeting moments of “What have I done?” because nearly every mother I’ve ever talked to has felt that. (The ones who say they haven’t are probably lying.) But I hope those thoughts are fleeting. I hope this is as good an idea as I think it is.
Oh man, I want a baby.
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Tags: Infertility, my mom, Noah