tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post115708359505781572..comments2023-11-02T08:09:02.234-04:00Comments on Her Bad Mother: Another Head Cold, Not My OwnHer Bad Motherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03535958887714152413noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157658002705320332006-09-07T15:40:00.000-04:002006-09-07T15:40:00.000-04:00Great post. You're right about having things all p...Great post. You're right about having things all planned out and watching them change in just a single moment. It keeps us going.<BR/><BR/>I love the way you describe your connection. You are a lucky mom. That connection is something I often find myself struggling with. Not because I don't love my boys, but because at times I forget to love myself.BlondeBronyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09053308791826914780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157279710249040562006-09-03T06:35:00.000-04:002006-09-03T06:35:00.000-04:00I hope she is recovered soon. This is such a beau...I hope she is recovered soon. This is such a beautiful post. Much better than my cranky whine would have been in the same situation...chichimamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17549929656881693553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157258501404178362006-09-03T00:41:00.000-04:002006-09-03T00:41:00.000-04:00You have this uncanny ability to write things that...You have this uncanny ability to write things that I think, but would never think to write. Thanks.Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01979925607834752536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157246202191813112006-09-02T21:16:00.000-04:002006-09-02T21:16:00.000-04:00I hope WonderBaby is feeling better soon. You are...I hope WonderBaby is feeling better soon. You are right, it's such a difficult and wonderful thing to realize that you and your child are distinct. When they hurt, we hurt as mothers -- yet, we are no longer one with them the way we were when our babies were in the womb.<BR/><BR/>It's an odd sensation, one which I never would have believed before I had my girls -- being so connected with someone (two someones, in my case) that you are physically distinct from.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157230736492353752006-09-02T16:58:00.000-04:002006-09-02T16:58:00.000-04:00Its like a dance. And we are not alone.Such beauti...Its like a dance. And we are not alone.<BR/><BR/>Such beautiful words.<BR/><BR/>I hope sweet Wonderbaby is feeling better soon. Her boyfriend (Little Sunshine) sends well wishes and a silly face to cheer her up.Sandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17049745050947936354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157216247532746882006-09-02T12:57:00.000-04:002006-09-02T12:57:00.000-04:00Oh, the never ending push and pull of our children...Oh, the never ending push and pull of our children to us..back and forth...it's so heartbreaking.<BR/><BR/>We all know what it is you are feeling. We all go through it again and again. <BR/><BR/>Thanks for saying it so well, as you always do!tracey clarkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17137351051366653697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157205892465494472006-09-02T10:04:00.000-04:002006-09-02T10:04:00.000-04:00beautiful post. I distinctly recall that realizat...beautiful post. I distinctly recall that realization (we are two separate people) with both of my kids.cmhlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01794651670716752863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157203094407471442006-09-02T09:18:00.000-04:002006-09-02T09:18:00.000-04:00Yes we are two but why is it that we can't take aw...Yes we are two but why is it that we can't take away their pain, but we certainly feel it? A parent's heart always remains connected to their child. <BR/><BR/>I'm looking forward to rejoicing in their glee. Seeing their eyes light up with delight will surely make my heart swoon.<BR/><BR/>Hope WonderBaby feels much, much better.ms bluehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06997925420763913039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157166454229516902006-09-01T23:07:00.000-04:002006-09-01T23:07:00.000-04:00beautiful post. when bumblebee is not feeling well...beautiful post. when bumblebee is not feeling well, my heart near about explodes for her - but the cuddles she wants; oh, the cuddles.<BR/><BR/>congratulations on the perfect post award; this month marked my first, and i see that i am in remarkable company.karengreenershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02488069680575426742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157166191283547292006-09-01T23:03:00.000-04:002006-09-01T23:03:00.000-04:00Oh your poor little bunny. teething is such an abs...Oh your poor little bunny. teething is such an absolute misery, and to think I have one about to go into braces...<BR/>I hope she feels better. Motrin or Tylenol...it's all I can say....it will really help her, and you.<BR/>Congrats on the perfect post I am off to read it.crazymummahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04663148723513574331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157158588519869722006-09-01T20:56:00.000-04:002006-09-01T20:56:00.000-04:00I wish my "all i could think about tonight" was as...I wish my "all i could think about tonight" was as great as this post!OhTheJoyshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05031731198115388411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157157959400021682006-09-01T20:45:00.000-04:002006-09-01T20:45:00.000-04:00It tears me up that we are not one. I do not look...It tears me up that we are not one. I do not look forward to the next time that she reminds me that I cannot take her pain away, her fear away and all those things we parents try to shield them from. It makes life easier reading your post and remembering that I'm not alone in these feelings and that we are all muddling along together, doing the very best we can. It does make me feel better (oh so selfish!) and please give WB a little kiss and hug for me and Bumper - we know and feel the pain.motherbumperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16053978199395919666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157157427066273752006-09-01T20:37:00.000-04:002006-09-01T20:37:00.000-04:00Oh, I know exactly what you mean with the sick bab...Oh, I know exactly what you mean with the sick baby, exactly. If you could suck the sickness out of them and take it on and fight it with your own white blood cells, you would. And I keep trying to get a minute to sit and write about this week's hell, but can't find it, so the posts in reserve originally for this week are going up anyway, inappropriate to my real mood (grumpy as a goose) as they might be.kittenpiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05215443551546036909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157156748097401262006-09-01T20:25:00.000-04:002006-09-01T20:25:00.000-04:00"...we are not one. We're two."I am weeping. Lite..."...we are not one. We're two."<BR/><BR/>I am weeping. <BR/><BR/>Literally. Weeping.<BR/><BR/>Oh, so beautiful.Bobitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09671826623140228982noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157154399555694732006-09-01T19:46:00.000-04:002006-09-01T19:46:00.000-04:00Whisky on the gums? Aaaah. Maybe whisky on MY gums...Whisky on the gums? Aaaah. Maybe whisky on MY gums.<BR/><BR/>LOTS of whiskey.Her Bad Motherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03535958887714152413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157150425235047132006-09-01T18:40:00.000-04:002006-09-01T18:40:00.000-04:00i know, i know. its like one day you stop and thin...i know, i know. its like one day you stop and think: fuck, they are their own people.<BR/><BR/>which is of course so obvious, right? but when another person has been, like, PHYSICALLY connected to you for so long -- before and after birth -- things get sort of, well, muddied.<BR/><BR/>its hard. its wonderful. its a loss. its freedom. <BR/><BR/>ah, bittersweet.Traceyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18004168548188885215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157146300722959682006-09-01T17:31:00.000-04:002006-09-01T17:31:00.000-04:00I can so relate with this post today except I wrot...I can so relate with this post today except I wrote about my hurts. I had no idea parenting would be this hard. Thankfully I'm not alone. Thanks for sharing.Slackermommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03865649499682881722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157145686875932032006-09-01T17:21:00.000-04:002006-09-01T17:21:00.000-04:00When my little guy had to go to the hospital the l...When my little guy had to go to the hospital the last time, and they gave him a catheter and an IV, I wanted to die. The look on his face was one of betrayal and pain and fear and it was awful. <BR/><BR/>This was a beautifully written post, to which I could completely relate. Well done.urban-urchinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18001320142893492171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157135044478243642006-09-01T14:24:00.000-04:002006-09-01T14:24:00.000-04:00All we can to is hold them close. Hope this passes...All we can to is hold them close. Hope this passes for you all quickly.<BR/><BR/>I'm going to wipe my eyes now.Namitohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06476552972162497517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157130512450522322006-09-01T13:08:00.000-04:002006-09-01T13:08:00.000-04:00Last night Emily cried because a girl at her new s...Last night Emily cried because a girl at her new school told her she couldn't play, and I had to resist my urge to kick some Girl Child ass for making my baby cry.<BR/><BR/>The circles only get bigger, and we get smaller. It is the fragilty of parenting.Dawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12920042208198309201noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157126927311174242006-09-01T12:08:00.000-04:002006-09-01T12:08:00.000-04:00I don't know if you have these up here but try Hy...I don't know if you have these up here but try Hylands Teething Tablets. They have them in the US and they are seriously the miracle cure for ouchy gums. If that isn't available you could try a couple of home remedies:<BR/>rub hot sauce on her gums<BR/>rub whisky on her gums (my Great grandmother did this to me and Mom was horrified...until I stopped crying that is)<BR/>wrap an ice cube in a wash cloth and secure it VERY tightly with a rubber band, hair band, etc. let her gnaw to her heart's content!<BR/>Hope she feels better soon, I know how helpless it makes you feel having to watch her suffer! Hang in there.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157125032640063012006-09-01T11:37:00.000-04:002006-09-01T11:37:00.000-04:00Poor Wonderbaby and Poor you :(My heart aches when...Poor Wonderbaby and Poor you :(<BR/>My heart aches when my baby is sick too. I always feel helpless and sad. And, then I think that I wish there were more I could do for him.<BR/>But love makes all the difference. (I still call my mom to tell her I'm sick cause the sympathy - so necessary).<BR/><BR/>PS Have you tried popsicles? No pain medication worked, but I sware popsicles were the only thing that helps in our house.Laural Dawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08459584652802529868noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157124595107981712006-09-01T11:29:00.000-04:002006-09-01T11:29:00.000-04:00You truly have a way with words, reading this I co...You truly have a way with words, reading this I could feel your emotions. Hope Wonderbaby feels better soon.Gabriellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08197466577705694153noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157124144625419552006-09-01T11:22:00.000-04:002006-09-01T11:22:00.000-04:00The thing that always gets to me is the emotional ...The thing that always gets to me is the emotional content of a child's physical pain. Pain is so new to them, and it's <I>shocking</I>, surprising, and totally unacceptable. You can see their disillusionment - they had <I>no idea</I> that life could be like this.<BR/><BR/>But Andrea is right - you never get too old to need mommy when you're sick. A couple of years ago I caught a feverish flu from Bub, and my first symptom was the urge to lay my head on my mother's shoulder (the chills and aches came later).Beahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15957626443087438904noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-1157121630907176652006-09-01T10:40:00.000-04:002006-09-01T10:40:00.000-04:00I know just what you mean. The discovery that I w...I know just what you mean. The discovery that I wasn't able to magically fix everything for Miss K - not a fun one. She WILL weather her own storms, but you will still be the umbrella that keeps most of the rain from her, and you'll also be the blanket she wraps up in when it's over. That's the good part.Mommygothhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14584517101798904292noreply@blogger.com