I finally found it! I’ve been meaning to post this video for a while now since it coincides with bloggers’ and comedians’ recent manbaby craze, but it’s not on TV a lot, and I couldn’t for my life remember what the commercial was advertising. Well I finally saw the commercial again, so here it is, Boost Mobile‘s disturbingly odd manbaby commercial. Kind of weird how the “father” has to shuffle down the freezer aisle like that …
Age Timer: 18 weeks, 1 day
I can’t believe I missed this when I wrote the post about Volkswagen’s awesome Routan, “have a baby for love, not German engineering” campaign. Maybe they hadn’t come out with the RoutanBabymaker3000 at that point, but yesterday I came across it on this really awesome dad blog I occasionally read called “Noodad.” Basically, the RoutanBabymaker3000 allows you to “make a baby without actually ‘making’ a baby.”
Have a Routan baby with a loved one or a person you hardly even know. Just find the right mate, and make a baby so adorable you just can’t help but love.
I took the liberty of making a Routan baby with James to determine what Baby Lump might look like. It should be interesting to see if our real baby bears a resemblance to his/her Routan baby counterpart, which looks to be a boy. (And I’m hoping we’ll find out fairly soon …)
Oven Timer: 38 weeks, 4 days
It’s been all over the news, it erupted on Twitter and of course, mommy blogs have been covering it full-force. If you haven’t heard about it yet, I thought I’d share the online Motrin commercial that caused such an outpouring of offended, angry moms:
I’m not exactly sure how I feel about it – I’m not offended, but I don’t necessarily think it’s funny either. I definitely think it was meant to have the same type of sarcastic, humorous tone as does Volkswagen’s “Have a baby for love, not German engineering” commercial, but for whatever reason (I think it’s the commercial’s choice of words), it seems like Motrin’s poorly constructed ad missed the mark.
Instead of creating a commercial that spoke empathetically to moms, Motrin created one that many moms misinterpreted as a blatant insult for “wearing their babies.” Personally, I don’t think Motrin meant any offense whatsoever. Unfortunately, they just hit the wrong nerve of their target audience with this one.
Did they forget to test the ad on their target demographic first, or what? At least they did a good job of listening to their audience’s responses and reacting appropriately by addressing the situation and removing the ads where they could. I commend them for that.
Oven Timer: 32 weeks, 4 days
“German Engineering” is not just a great song by Maritime. It’s also the reason James and I are having a baby. Forget Brooke Shields and her “have a baby for love” mantra, James’ and my actual motivation for getting pregnant was Volkswagen’s Routan minivan …
Okay, okay, all kidding aside, time to update you on Baby Lump’s developmental touch points for this week. At this point, he/she should be about 15 inches long, weigh almost 3 pounds and be starting to form some eyelashes and eyebrows. One Web site I refer to describes the baby’s length as similar to an amusement park cinnamon-sugar-coated churro. Mmm …
I had my glucose screening on Monday, which checks for gestational diabetes. Everything I’ve read about it prepared me to drink a nasty “glucose cocktail” before my blood was taken, but it honestly wasn’t bad at all. It basically tasted like a very sweet but flat cup of Pepsi. Anyway, I heard from the doctor today that I passed, although my iron is low (no news here, it always has been), which means I’ll be taking an iron supplement from now on. No biggie.
Well, it seems like we’re in the home stretch now folks. The frequency of my doctor visitations has now been increased to once every two weeks until week 36, at which point I’ll check in once a week until delivery.
Does anyone else think time has gone by at a ridiculously fast pace?
Oven Timer: 28 weeks, 2 days
Okay – what is with the world’s fetish with the babies-as-food thing? This is even worse than the baby shower Cake Wrecks because now, actual humans are involved. Seriously, this makes me want to stop sharing those food analogies the sites I read use to describe my baby’s growing size. Baby Lump is getting too big to be compared to single servings of food anyway, unless I’m planning on chowing down on a whole meatloaf or something. Have a look, and see what I mean ….
My friend, Yianni is right – Martha should go back to jail for this one. Those poor babies. These are the cruelest baby costumes ever! There’s no way Baby Lump’s first Halloween will be spent as a lemon meringue pie or a boiled and plated lobster. That apple pie baby looks like she’s in a food coma. No wonder “Caesar salad baby” doesn’t want to cooperate …
In weekly updates, Baby Lump now weighs two full pounds and measures about 14 inches long (as long as he/she isn’t gearing up to be a Paul Bunyan-type baby). He/she has also started working on that birthday hairdo and should be growing some cute little baby fuzz by now.
According to many Web sites, this week marks the last week in my second trimester, so apparently I’m about two-thirds of the way there. Third trimester, here I come!
Oven Timer: 26 weeks, 1 day