Our old friend Croup showed up at our house last night. Poor little Racecar couldn’t catch a break last night, so he and I spent way too long in the bathroom with the hot shower on while I was drowning in my own sweat, while holding a sweaty child on the child. It was scary for sure, but he remained calm and he was fine. Anyone who knows Racecar knows he has a very sweet and agreeable demeanor. (Just like his Daddy.) So, when we came downstairs in the middle of the night, after all of the steam to try breathing in the cold air from the freezer while he sat on the floor (our freezer is on the bottom.) he didn’t complain one bit.
He then announced that it was time for him to go to bed, which made me uneasy because his breathing was so labored. I asked him if I could lay in his bed with him and he said sure. After forty seconds he said to me:
“okay, that’s enough of you laying with me, I need to be alone.”
He’s never been a friend of night time company, unless you are a stuffed animal and you are a dog then he’s all about sleeping with you. But if you are a Mommy who endured 100 degree humidity in the bathroom, well, you are still not good enough to sleep with him.
I walked back to my room and snuggled in my bed where I laid worrying all night long.
No, actually, that is not what happened, I laid down and passed out. And I really don’t even remember laying down, perhaps I just fell down. Who knows, either way, I’m amazed what Moms can do, even at their most tired hour, they can wake up and console a child and never once think about the disruption that is occurring to their sleep, but rather just trying to make your child feel better. Makes me so proud to be someone’s Mommy.
Do you ever have defining moments in your life, when you realize, with full clarity, that you are IN FACT a Mom and not pretending to be one? Maybe when a child is sick? or while grocery shopping? or while watching The Wiggles for the 45th time with a toddler on your lap? Those moments are simple gifts.
Motherhood is so powerful and amazing. And difficult and tiring.
I’m off to take a nap.
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the fact that I am still rocking my 4 year old to bed….just because I don’t want to give up the snuggle time….
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the fact that I am still rocking my 4 year old to bed….just because I don’t want to give up the snuggle time….
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My 7 month-old is sick right now. I actually let her nap on my chest for two hours yesterday morning because I know that the time is quickly approaching where she won’t let me hold her like that. I too was up most of the night with her coughing.
My 7 month-old is sick right now. I actually let her nap on my chest for two hours yesterday morning because I know that the time is quickly approaching where she won’t let me hold her like that. I too was up most of the night with her coughing.
For me, it’s the unprompted kisses and hugs and “I love you”s…
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For me, it’s the unprompted kisses and hugs and “I love you”s…
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That would be today. Even though it was nothing, it was EVERYTHING to me… to watch my child being given an IV, to watch them wheel him away and then bring him back groggy. And then to listen out of one ear to see if he was in pain, ready to give him a pain pill… only to hear him say to me “Mom, it’s time for football” and even though he can’t dress out?
He’s out there excersing with them, managing the equipment, etc. And I’m DYING because I’m so afraid he’s going to fall on his ear.
That would be today. Even though it was nothing, it was EVERYTHING to me… to watch my child being given an IV, to watch them wheel him away and then bring him back groggy. And then to listen out of one ear to see if he was in pain, ready to give him a pain pill… only to hear him say to me “Mom, it’s time for football” and even though he can’t dress out?
He’s out there excersing with them, managing the equipment, etc. And I’m DYING because I’m so afraid he’s going to fall on his ear.
Just the other morning, a regular, well not so regular Saturday morning after Hurricane Ike, I watched my two boys eating dry cereal for breakfast at the same bar they have eaten many times and then looked over at my husband and was like, we’re a family. A real live family. We aren’t pretending and who trusted us with these kids?!
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Just the other morning, a regular, well not so regular Saturday morning after Hurricane Ike, I watched my two boys eating dry cereal for breakfast at the same bar they have eaten many times and then looked over at my husband and was like, we’re a family. A real live family. We aren’t pretending and who trusted us with these kids?!
Kristin’s last blog post..Let’s chat, it’s been way too long!
At 52 years old, with the birth of my grandson, this entire past week has been chock full of clear and defining moments. Being a grandmother will be a wonderful new adventure which I have been longing for. But the joy of being beside my daughter during the past few days has been all that you so aptly described; powerful, amazing, and yes, difficult and tiring…but gifts just the same. I can tell you with great confidence, that the best is yet to come.
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At 52 years old, with the birth of my grandson, this entire past week has been chock full of clear and defining moments. Being a grandmother will be a wonderful new adventure which I have been longing for. But the joy of being beside my daughter during the past few days has been all that you so aptly described; powerful, amazing, and yes, difficult and tiring…but gifts just the same. I can tell you with great confidence, that the best is yet to come.
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Our first (and only) ER trip with Sophie was a defining moment for me. Here is when I blogged about it. I just cried now while re-reading it- it happend in June 2007. Lisa
http://lisatexasmommy.blogspot.com/2007/06/er-excitement.html
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Our first (and only) ER trip with Sophie was a defining moment for me. Here is when I blogged about it. I just cried now while re-reading it- it happend in June 2007. Lisa
http://lisatexasmommy.blogspot.com/2007/06/er-excitement.html
Lisa’s last blog post..Baby Watch 2008
It always amazes me how many different emotions you can feel being a mother. And no one can describe it to you, you must feel it all on you own.
I know it’s cliche and said by many but the moment we drove away with my first was such a reality check for me. We were like, “Are they really letting us leave with this baby??”
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It always amazes me how many different emotions you can feel being a mother. And no one can describe it to you, you must feel it all on you own.
I know it’s cliche and said by many but the moment we drove away with my first was such a reality check for me. We were like, “Are they really letting us leave with this baby??”
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Today I really felt like a mom. I sat in a miniature sized chair at preschool and listened to Mae’s teacher tell us all what to expect this year. I can’t believe that I went to a Back-to-School night…….not as a student….but as a mother of a student.
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Today I really felt like a mom. I sat in a miniature sized chair at preschool and listened to Mae’s teacher tell us all what to expect this year. I can’t believe that I went to a Back-to-School night…….not as a student….but as a mother of a student.
Trish’s last blog post..So Excited I Could Just…….Cry
Defining moment??? There are so many, but the first one I can think of is when my now 18 year old, was just a baby and he laid in his crib and reached up and said “mommy hold”! Who can resist that?? Not me!
I’m praying Racecar recovers quickly and you get some rest!
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Defining moment??? There are so many, but the first one I can think of is when my now 18 year old, was just a baby and he laid in his crib and reached up and said “mommy hold”! Who can resist that?? Not me!
I’m praying Racecar recovers quickly and you get some rest!
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It’s true- our reserves kick in and sometimes I don’t know how we do it. Kinda like how I’m up at 3:30 am right now with my two youngest. Thank God for Tom & Jerry and the promise of naps later today!
Steph
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It’s true- our reserves kick in and sometimes I don’t know how we do it. Kinda like how I’m up at 3:30 am right now with my two youngest. Thank God for Tom & Jerry and the promise of naps later today!
Steph
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I needed that today….i need reassurance with our newest news!!!
I needed that today….i need reassurance with our newest news!!!
I’m only half a real mom because I get up with my kiddos BUT I always think about the interruption/loss of sleep. I do math in my head when I’m up with Mr. Peabody – “let’s see – I got 90 minutes here, and 43 minutes there… so what am I up to so far, total sleep tonight?”
And I even get mad about it sometimes. I’m a bad Mama.
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I’m only half a real mom because I get up with my kiddos BUT I always think about the interruption/loss of sleep. I do math in my head when I’m up with Mr. Peabody – “let’s see – I got 90 minutes here, and 43 minutes there… so what am I up to so far, total sleep tonight?”
And I even get mad about it sometimes. I’m a bad Mama.
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How is it that they grow up from babies to 20 y/o in one night!? They become so independent in a lot of ways but those moments when we can be there for them and bring them some kind of comfort totally makes it worthwhile. Btw: Again, you made me laugh hysterically with the laying down and passing out part! buahaha. Oh the reality! =)
How is it that they grow up from babies to 20 y/o in one night!? They become so independent in a lot of ways but those moments when we can be there for them and bring them some kind of comfort totally makes it worthwhile. Btw: Again, you made me laugh hysterically with the laying down and passing out part! buahaha. Oh the reality! =)
I let my 7 year old take the puppy for a walk by herself. After about 30 minutes and she wasn’t back, I started to worry. Got in the car and drove around with no sign of her. Then I started to freak. (I’m normally a very stable person). Finally a van pulled up and it was the team mom from my older son’s baseball team. She lives in the subdivision next to us. It seems that my daughter tried to find her friend and got lost and (thank God) she remembered that Monica lived right there and went to her house. When I saw my DD, I just sat in the front seat of the van and cried. I’m not someone who is overly demonstrative or is super sentimental but while she was missing I couldn’t help thinking what would I do without my little girl. Sometimes I wonder that I don’t love my kids enough and this proved to me that I do, it’s just shown in different ways than most. (Sorry about the ramble.
I let my 7 year old take the puppy for a walk by herself. After about 30 minutes and she wasn’t back, I started to worry. Got in the car and drove around with no sign of her. Then I started to freak. (I’m normally a very stable person). Finally a van pulled up and it was the team mom from my older son’s baseball team. She lives in the subdivision next to us. It seems that my daughter tried to find her friend and got lost and (thank God) she remembered that Monica lived right there and went to her house. When I saw my DD, I just sat in the front seat of the van and cried. I’m not someone who is overly demonstrative or is super sentimental but while she was missing I couldn’t help thinking what would I do without my little girl. Sometimes I wonder that I don’t love my kids enough and this proved to me that I do, it’s just shown in different ways than most. (Sorry about the ramble.