tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907318835461639396.post1745839933984632002..comments2024-01-05T14:05:40.691+01:00Comments on The Adventures of the Gingerbread Lady: MytherhoodUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907318835461639396.post-89171208144162312622015-01-03T18:50:06.198+01:002015-01-03T18:50:06.198+01:00I waited 6 years between baby 1 and baby 2. "...I waited 6 years between baby 1 and baby 2. "Fool me once!" but then 6 years makes those raw and rough edges beveled and suddenly "I can do that again..." pops (stupidly) into your head and then just over 2 years later it happened again! This time I cried but like you say, you suck it up, you get on with it, you move forward in increments and suddenly the youngest is 24 and it's just you and your man and those exasperating, crazy, screwed up balls of pure unmitigated fury are real people, with real lives and that desperate half insanity of early motherhood was gone in an instant. Mytherhood is bollocks. It's like pushbike riding men in lycra, a bit of a wank fest. Reality is 3am, watching Days of our Lives, sobbing silently because you don't want to wake your husband and wondering if you are still human when tarred with an amazing amount of excrement that has oozed from every pore of your baby. Couple that with breasts that have minds of their own and that are obviously exhibitionists "Let down in the middle of the supermarket? Don't mind if I do!" Raging hormones that have you covered in acne and contemplating whether or not you should run away and join the circus (obviously as the fat bearded women, multitasking...) after leaving your baby on the step of an orphanage but not knowing where the heck an "orphanage" actually is (that's all that saved you child!) and the life of a mother is NOT pure bliss. Those moments that you find yourself smiling are pure gold but the curious thing is, it's only those moments that you truly remember when they move out ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907318835461639396.post-1259257857012766712014-01-09T17:23:00.304+01:002014-01-09T17:23:00.304+01:00I love your ideas on motherhood (and mytherhood !)...I love your ideas on motherhood (and mytherhood !) and I can totally relate to them. At least you're prepared : we wanted two children close in age, had to wait 18 months because of the Csection scar (good thing in hindsight) and things worked out right away. BUT ! I never expected the second baby (my precious little Laure :) to wake me 3 times at night when Elise was of perfect clock-like punctuality at 4 and that was it... to be so restless and disobedient (had to experience things her own way, unlike Elise who didn't touch the plug when she was told "it's dangerous", and so on and so on...) and to escape from her playpen with the agility of a monkey ! <br />Such tiresome times ! And it all came like a shock... but I don't regret it, and it all started to get better when they were 6 and 8. So who knows, baby n°2 might be more easy going, and in the midst of all that children can pull up there will be many laughters. All I can say is (head tilt) Good luck to you and (starry eyed) Have fun !Carolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01322650387912154048noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907318835461639396.post-72398386056817624732013-12-30T23:51:53.619+01:002013-12-30T23:51:53.619+01:00It's not going to be easy but I can promise yo...It's not going to be easy but I can promise you that at the very least the learning curve won't be as steep, I mean you already know how to put on a babygrow without ending up with the small one's leg tucked in behind its elbow and how to deal with nappy rash. You're half way there.HillyThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03036076968239461363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907318835461639396.post-12665947276387496112013-12-30T17:03:08.137+01:002013-12-30T17:03:08.137+01:00I just sat down behind the computer to just breath...I just sat down behind the computer to just breathe a while and not listnen to four demanding children , including one year old twins that are theething. I get it. I really do. Can't do without them, don't want to miss them, love them to pieces, but hey, do you mind if I just sat here for a while? Mum's got needs to, you know. And somehow we always pull it of, don't we? Found this cheesy quote the other day: "We may not have it all together (that's an understatement in our home) but together we have it all."<br />Congratulations on becoming a mom again! You know, the one thing I know for sure when it comes to babies is that once they're born, you can't do without them. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907318835461639396.post-15230277657961000082013-12-26T13:04:06.831+01:002013-12-26T13:04:06.831+01:00Mine are 11 and 6 now and yes it is hard work and ...Mine are 11 and 6 now and yes it is hard work and the 6 year old is the hardest but I love them and that's what counts. Just love. Congrats. You'll be fine. xxHazelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07391187914615955281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907318835461639396.post-77540348482776918872013-12-24T19:21:12.683+01:002013-12-24T19:21:12.683+01:00I SO identified with all your feelings, I was bles...I SO identified with all your feelings, I was blessed with 3 gorgeous souls and had been a mum since I was 19 and was just about to start college leading to a real career and the time was NOT RIGHT for an unexpected pregnancy. But you know these things happen and my tears, and downright tantrums, were as nothing at all in the scheme of things. Now, 26 years later, I wouldn't be without my precious youngest child. And the world would be less interesting and rich. Your baby will bring gifts you cannot yet imagine. And John will benefit from a sibling, and one so close in age will be easier for him to adjust to in the long run. <br />- Oh and my grand ideas of a career? Only put on hold for 4 years and then we learned together my children and I.ShirleyGoldenDoodleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17691958734838848387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907318835461639396.post-30441851202229267352013-12-23T01:44:27.992+01:002013-12-23T01:44:27.992+01:00The first one is typically the hardest... They don...The first one is typically the hardest... They don't come with handbooks and you make all sorts of mistakes and learn all sorts of lessons.<br /><br />With each subsequent child, you are armed with foreknowledge from your first child. Sure, there will be new things to learn; but the learning curve on the second one isn't nearly as steep.<br /><br />Ask me how I know... ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907318835461639396.post-47750586806075751822013-12-18T04:03:43.213+01:002013-12-18T04:03:43.213+01:00Congratulations. As always, your honesty is refre...Congratulations. As always, your honesty is refreshing (and amusingly written).Marie/Underground Crafterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07698493852757742648noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907318835461639396.post-9611855369340333442013-12-11T01:51:06.589+01:002013-12-11T01:51:06.589+01:00Many prayers for you and Mr G and the new cookie. ...Many prayers for you and Mr G and the new cookie. (and the soon-to-be older cookie)<br /><br />KarenKarenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17116744968777228314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907318835461639396.post-52955016279308599742013-12-11T01:15:00.826+01:002013-12-11T01:15:00.826+01:00Congratulations on being pregnant again!
Yes I kno...Congratulations on being pregnant again!<br />Yes I know it is not easy, but as hawthorn said, they bring the love with them. Yes it is hard and yes one would love to have the village around us to help out with babies and work of the house. But it will be ok. We just keep on going, doing the next job, and it will all get done. Oh and keep the blood sugars level, in all of ye! My theory : Low blood sugar = lots of tears!<br /><br />My eldest is 18, she got her driving test, driving licence and car in September, and has a part-time job as well as studying for her Leaving Cert. Yet I can still remember the tears of awe, and yes, panic, I cried the day I found out I was expecting her, about 19 years ago last month......<br />Love your blog by the way, love the way you write, <br />maith thú!<br />liz<br />limerickSpinMeAYarnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11986376083536594071noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907318835461639396.post-59251669340131085972013-12-11T00:20:25.591+01:002013-12-11T00:20:25.591+01:00Congratulations....we were not blessed, we tried.....Congratulations....we were not blessed, we tried...but now if it were to happen...I'd cry...I enjoy my no children life now....and I have various nieces and nephews to borrow...and even sometimes students...Gracey is not my name....https://www.blogger.com/profile/08972825777648546397noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907318835461639396.post-16011019456654611422013-12-10T23:14:38.710+01:002013-12-10T23:14:38.710+01:00
My mother said something to me when I discovered ...<br />My mother said something to me when I discovered I was pregnant for a second time (my first son was a hard baby to learn on, how we got through his first 3 years of life and survived I shall never know) She said - they bring the love with them. And she was right, and now my boys are 13 and 15 and I would not be without them - but I am sure I have cried enough tears to float a boat and had less sleep than an insomniac. Things have a habit of righting themselves and looking back watching all their steps and smiles and held those sticky hands, then you know it was worth it - congratulations xxxkjsutcliffehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02064786032612487652noreply@blogger.com