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Exhausting...worry everyday that something is wrong...bad smells....dinner time is not a good time anymore...is there not a pause button on this thing?
Obviously I would do it all over again - but there are two times raising kids that are the worst of all...when they first come into your home.......and when they leave it.
Exhausting...worry everyday that something is wrong...bad smells....dinner time is not a good time anymore...is there not a pause button on this thing?
Obviously I would do it all over again - but there are two times raising kids that are the worst of all...when they first come into your home.......and when they leave it.
I'll have to tell my daughter about the pause button. Her little ray of sunshine is eight months old.
Five of them.
Three of those newborns are now adults. Newborns are cute and all but I much prefer adult children.
3 times ,wouldn't want to do its at this stage in life,but when we were young ok.Sure it hard at times,but wouldn't trade it for all the monies on earth.
Exhausting...worry everyday that something is wrong...bad smells....dinner time is not a good time anymore...is there not a pause button on this thing?
Obviously I would do it all over again - but there are two times raising kids that are the worst of all...when they first come into your home.......and when they leave it.
I'll have to tell my daughter about the pause button. Her little ray of sunshine is eight months old.
Five of them.
Three of those newborns are now adults. Newborns are cute and all but I much prefer adult children.
Honest and true: I remember waking up in mid-air on the way to my screaming infant. I woke up as my feet were hitting the ground.
I also remember that at seven months, she decided that 1-3 am was a perfectly fantabulous time to scoot around in her walker, being adorable. That stopped the night I burst into tears and said "I can't do this anymore, I just can't." I repeated the "I just can't" bit many times - I think she got it. That was the last night of the festivities.
I also remember when she was 2, and spike a 104.5° temp. I was fighting to stay calm, but when I put Neosporin on her cheeks, it melted. I thought "Okay, okay; what's the worst thing that can happen?" And my mind answered "Brain damage." Bleep!! Off to the tub of cold water with her.
The fever did break, and the next morning I asked my dad how high it should get before I run screaming downstairs to get him (he's in medicine). He said 105°.
Close call.
3 times ,wouldn't want to do its at this stage in life,but when we were young ok.Sure it hard at times,but wouldn't trade it for all the monies on earth.
Nope. Kids are amazement.
The pic I posted has two older siblings, going on six and five (one day shy of 13 months apart). Their folks came and picked me up, and I spent Mother's Day with them wanting to sit next to me, hold my hand, hold my arm, and just generally spoil me rotten. Best Mother's Day EVER.
Five of them.
Three of those newborns are now adults. Newborns are cute and all but I much prefer adult children.
I fuzzily recall being fat, tired and sore for a lonnng time.
I let wolves raise mine...
Nobody offered me the option.
It's because I'm a liberal, isn't it. >.>