tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-598930200339056121.post7799097054138424921..comments2024-01-04T02:38:31.768-05:00Comments on The Compound Eye of a Dragonfly: Thoughts On A Cruelty of Motherhood …The Dragonflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12825999197593786030noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-598930200339056121.post-2152475282670281662012-01-20T18:16:38.973-05:002012-01-20T18:16:38.973-05:00I have had similar feelings and it happens with ev...I have had similar feelings and it happens with every child, but let me tell you it's better where we are now. I didn't think it was possible, but I am LOVING where my older girls are and the relationship we have. Worth the tears.AllisonKhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03234193846715530788noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-598930200339056121.post-81890289436966805272012-01-18T16:09:54.435-05:002012-01-18T16:09:54.435-05:00I completely relate, it seems like time has sped u...I completely relate, it seems like time has sped up somehow and I can see how giving away your only girls hair do-dads would be very hard and emotional. Big Hug!!!Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04808000825496796497noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-598930200339056121.post-53867697927302428672012-01-18T14:25:16.911-05:002012-01-18T14:25:16.911-05:00Today is not a good day for me to talk about kids ...Today is not a good day for me to talk about kids growing up. My oldest became a teen-ager on Sunday, he's way taller than me now. I had my first New Beginnings with my recently turned 12 daughter yesterday. And, today I cried when I listened to Mindy Gledhill's song, Hourglass. My 2 other "babies" are 10 and 8 and I feel like childhood is so fleeting. I know we still have many years ahead and memories to make. But, today I just feel like holding them all as the little chubby cheeked babies they were. I'm going to go cry some more as I look through their cherubic baby pictures, it's just one of those days for me when I miss their littleness. Tomorrow I'll rejoice in their independent and capable selves.Bellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05343537969578293220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-598930200339056121.post-83209116549358324002012-01-18T14:10:18.186-05:002012-01-18T14:10:18.186-05:00AMEN!!!!!!! Did you read my post on FB yesterday??...AMEN!!!!!!! Did you read my post on FB yesterday?? AMEN!!!!!!!lori zengernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-598930200339056121.post-91499280261576094402012-01-18T11:39:21.689-05:002012-01-18T11:39:21.689-05:00You have scared me a little bit explaining all the...You have scared me a little bit explaining all the work being a mother brings... but I guess when the day comes, I will be able to handle it. <br /><br />You also made me think of a drawing we have at my parents house. It has been there all my life. It is a cartoon illustration of the relationship between son and father at different ages. Saying that when you are little, you think your father knows it all. when you grow a little bit more you start thinking he doesn't know everything. Then the great years of adolescence when you don't want to know much about your parents, then at middle 20s or 30s that you go back to them again (they are your friends)...<br /><br />I like it so much and I think is so true. Next to the one of the father (the original one we had) I hanged a magazine version but with mother and daughter. Love them!!!<br /><br />(I searched on google and couldn't find a photo of what I'm talking, so it would be easier for you to imagine what I'm saying.)Aiketahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05290990866694419414noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-598930200339056121.post-5970947775395495462012-01-18T10:50:58.722-05:002012-01-18T10:50:58.722-05:00Change is difficult when you love where you are. ...Change is difficult when you love where you are. But soon she will want to go to the gym with you and cook you & the Hubby special dinners and then ask for your decorating advice! And won't that be fun!<br /><br />I have a feeling you will always find something to love about where you are and where your sweet children are in their lives.Apis Melliflorahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05109379329293289328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-598930200339056121.post-52205323679470363722012-01-18T10:04:52.862-05:002012-01-18T10:04:52.862-05:00Totally agree......Totally agree......LJBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14024851355448965513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-598930200339056121.post-68189171066300490922012-01-18T09:31:48.509-05:002012-01-18T09:31:48.509-05:00There's no stopping time. Altho some things go...There's no stopping time. Altho some things go the way never to return new things pop up to warm your heart. You must be doing something right if she can do her own hair, I think that's a positive. And look, my daughters are both mothering and doing it very well all without my help, that's a blessing and a huge heart warmer for me.The Queen Veehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14073356255364772381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-598930200339056121.post-2999788508279589132012-01-18T09:23:14.517-05:002012-01-18T09:23:14.517-05:00Thanks for the hair clips, sorry that you had to g...Thanks for the hair clips, sorry that you had to give them to me. Just so you know, Lucy loves them and tries to even use them as bracelets. Anytime you need "little girl" time, come and bring Oliver over and play with me and Lucy. That way I can get my time with "little Oliver" as my "little boy" time is fleeting.Ronalinnoreply@blogger.com