tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1148717864140954209.post1095352558498025444..comments2023-11-27T16:44:57.394-05:00Comments on Our Report Card: Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00003203477064185275noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1148717864140954209.post-32783962104537186362008-08-28T11:59:00.000-04:002008-08-28T11:59:00.000-04:00This is why I really had to stop doing daycare. H...This is why I really had to stop doing daycare. Having a baby, and then they grow, is fine. But always having a baby in the "hold me" stage so that your days of being stuck in a rocking chair stretch into infinity ... I was losing it and as soon as the daycare kids were picked up I just wanted NO MORE CHILDREN around, including my own. We're doing so much better now, with a different job for me.Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07884797351411470248noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1148717864140954209.post-75295718132096361152008-08-27T14:22:00.000-04:002008-08-27T14:22:00.000-04:00Thanks y'all, very much.Thanks y'all, very much.Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00003203477064185275noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1148717864140954209.post-53989521094168203332008-08-27T13:21:00.000-04:002008-08-27T13:21:00.000-04:00I just love that you are so real. I have no other...I just love that you are so real. I have no other words for it, Katherine. Okay, except, real, awesome, and so very brave. You've touched me today, and my soul thanks you.raehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02016662872195710825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1148717864140954209.post-62232881450927670372008-08-27T13:20:00.000-04:002008-08-27T13:20:00.000-04:00I just told my husband the other night that I fina...I just told my husband the other night that I finally feel ready to be a mother of a baby. Guess my emotional health is a tad behind my reality. :)<BR/><BR/>Having a teen around might surprise you. It did me. I expected it to be hard, but I truly enjoy it, (even the hard parts). Love it actually.<BR/><BR/>Sisters and their children... sigh... I share your pain.candynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12904539285373868227noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1148717864140954209.post-1430815364826934952008-08-27T12:41:00.001-04:002008-08-27T12:41:00.001-04:00When you chime In. : )When you chime In. : )Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00003203477064185275noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1148717864140954209.post-47077284956082930902008-08-27T12:41:00.000-04:002008-08-27T12:41:00.000-04:00Hey V, you are woman I would love to meet one day....Hey V, you are woman I would love to meet one day. I'm always so happy when you chime it. Off to go request those books from the library. <BR/><BR/>(Joe, are you reading this? Can we get those books?)Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00003203477064185275noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1148717864140954209.post-77895306821471413542008-08-27T11:36:00.000-04:002008-08-27T11:36:00.000-04:00You know what? The books Whole Child/Whole Parent...You know what? The books Whole Child/Whole Parent, and Self Esteem: A Family Affair are the two books that helped me figure things out--both mine and theirs. They are just as relevant when you live with teenagers as when you have babies, and I like that a lot.<BR/><BR/>Your whole story is why I cannot do daycare. I can babysit. For an occasional day or week or month. But EVERY day stretching into INFINITY? Absolutely not. People tell me, "You should do daycare!" I can't. I don't have the nerves for it. I'd crack up. <BR/><BR/>And grandchildren... I miss the mommy parts, the nursing, the bathing, picking out the clothes, the intimacy of that mother and baby love affair. But,there's some other kind of magic there that caught me by surprise. I can't get enough of him. He makes me laugh all the time, just from happiness, I think. love, VAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1148717864140954209.post-22169507647335182352008-08-27T10:22:00.000-04:002008-08-27T10:22:00.000-04:00Thank you Lizabeth. I really truly appreciate tha...Thank you Lizabeth. I really truly appreciate that support. It is hard, isn't it?Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00003203477064185275noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1148717864140954209.post-80981806317278978082008-08-27T10:06:00.000-04:002008-08-27T10:06:00.000-04:00Wow. I admire your honesty. I was a nanny for a wh...Wow. I admire your honesty. I was a nanny for a while before I got married and had kids, but I did some other things in between. I totally understand about getting used up. When I was a teacher, it was clear to me that my students were getting a better version of me than my children were, most days. Balancing... I'm starting to heal from that now, too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com