tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214489875213933536.post9077471581435125796..comments2024-01-13T22:42:35.981-06:00Comments on Motherhood & Words®: fallkate hopperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08761820572827505993noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214489875213933536.post-14325920729222513182009-08-22T15:46:00.259-05:002009-08-22T15:46:00.259-05:00Oh my goodness, Kate! I can't believe Stella ...Oh my goodness, Kate! I can't believe Stella is going to kindergarten. I feel like I'm going to cry. I'm not ready for Harper to go to school! (ok, well, she's five months old so I imagine she isn't either. But still! It will be here before I know it!)amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09039488548874385815noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214489875213933536.post-22157374258826174852009-08-21T07:53:37.708-05:002009-08-21T07:53:37.708-05:00I'm so glad I'm not alone in this!
Emmie...I'm so glad I'm not alone in this! <br /><br />Emmie, I know exactly what you mean, how exhausting the constant gratefulness can be. But I do also feel grateful (there I go again) that I don't take their health for granted. <br /><br />No tears, Patty! <br /><br />Cath, I know. And I know what you mean about the pointing and grunting. Zoë is getting more words each day, but she still points and squeals when I don't understand what she wants!<br /><br />Mary, I feel the same way about the babyish words that Stella uses. She has called snowflakes "snowflags" for the longest time, and I love it. I know I'll be sad the first time it comes out properly.<br /><br />Being Me, you have reminded me of the importance of jotting those small things down. We did a much better job of this with Stella, but I have to get back to it now...kate hopperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08761820572827505993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214489875213933536.post-26555687482134383172009-08-21T07:39:20.300-05:002009-08-21T07:39:20.300-05:00mary, i'm with you - i have one starting high ...mary, i'm with you - i have one starting high school, one starting 5th grade and one just beginning to develop her language skills. just this week, her signing and saying 'mo pee' for more please is cracking us up, especially the questioning patient look on her face when she does as opposed to the urgent grunt and point.cath chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07121005007284461511noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214489875213933536.post-85987616420616276282009-08-20T23:14:56.488-05:002009-08-20T23:14:56.488-05:00Yes they grow up too fast.. I wish I had started b...Yes they grow up too fast.. I wish I had started blogging eons ago, or consistently journaled to remember the many little events of my 3 kids, once in a while I recall this and that, and I jot it down.. those are precious times, there will be more..Enjoy your momentss..A Mother Alwayshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13061214919572800420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214489875213933536.post-86413282590472949182009-08-20T22:48:30.344-05:002009-08-20T22:48:30.344-05:00I'm still marveling and savoring, especially w...I'm still marveling and savoring, especially with Ruby (my youngest, though not a preemie) who'll turn 5 very soon. Today her cousin was trying to teach her to say "yellow" instead of "lellow" and I about lost it. I want those baby words, and all remnants of her toddlerhood to last just a wee bit longer. <br /><br />And my oldest is starting middle school...now how did THAT happen?Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11399324383367077919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214489875213933536.post-75940337517361437552009-08-20T18:04:54.210-05:002009-08-20T18:04:54.210-05:00never. sniff.
i wrote a bit about the weather t...never. sniff. <br /><br />i wrote a bit about the weather today, too...posting tomorrow. a different take as i refuse to get caught up in the before school mayhem just yet...<br /><br />3lbs, wow. congratulations go to you for the kindergartener from that.cath chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07121005007284461511noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214489875213933536.post-54181107384714115972009-08-20T13:54:59.319-05:002009-08-20T13:54:59.319-05:00this makes me want to cry!this makes me want to cry!Pattyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14561362466369763309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214489875213933536.post-12883336022834147582009-08-20T10:48:18.363-05:002009-08-20T10:48:18.363-05:00I doubt we do. I'm feeling it too lately - it&...I doubt we do. I'm feeling it too lately - it's the long legs that do it; those legs that go all the way down to my knees if I attempt to carry them on my hips anymore. I'm also often amazed at what's happened to my skinny preemies. So happy that they are so healthy and strong, but it is going so fast, and it catches me in my throat every day. Love is so painful sometimes, even when it's filled with the grateful knowledge that things turned out OK after all, that the possibility of our worst fears coming true is well behind us. For me, sometimes part of that pain comes from the knowledge, etched into my very being, that I can never take those big smiles, long legs, and philosophical preschooler conversations for granted, never just assume that's just how it goes when you have kids. Having started out exposed to such trauma as you and I both have can infuse every joy with a sort of bittersweet-ness that comes from having survived it. And honestly, there are days when I wish I could just enjoy their well-being without that slightly painful and overwhelming gratitude, just take it for granted for a bit. It feels like a ghost that's not quite done with me sometimes. <br />But kindergarten! A huge milestone regardless of any of that. I can't wait to hear how it goes. Hope to see you soon.Emmie (Better Make It A Double)http://bmiad.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.com