Friday, April 06, 2007

Three confessions

My boy has been after me to put something new on here. And so I will.

Confession #1: Today my boy and I did some cleaning. We moved rugs, we organized shoes, we culled through cds, did laundry and dishes... The confession? We like doing this.* Both of us honestly enjoy cleaning. It's odd but lovely all the same - that we'd end up with someone like-minded.

Confession #2: I had a feeling that I would like motherhood. I had a feeling that I would enjoy seeing my babe toddle around the house. I had a feeling but I had no idea I would love it as much as I do.

Confession #3: (I don't know that this one fits in the "confession" realm but it's on my mind at the moment.) Putting a suppository in a child's bum and seeing her cry is one of the hardest things I've had to do thus far in this whole parenting gig. But, seeing her force out a very hard poo and watching her cheer up considerably after her accomplishment is one of the more pleasant moments.

* No, this is NOT an invitation. We like cleaning our OWN home, not others'.


Blogger Michele said...

wise to mention the "no invitation" thing.

bms and having to make them happen are never fun, but we do need them, don't we?

10:14 PM  
Blogger Heather said...

I can't relate to the first one, but definitely can to the other two.

9:51 AM  
Blogger Jody said...

MIa was once so constipated she didn't poop for 9 days. I tried everything. In the end, I nursed like crazy and she finally was able to pass it gradually. It was so painful for her.

Glad everything came out okay!!

5:26 PM  
Anonymous Wendy said...

Sometimes your sentences say life so beautifully. I especially like the wonder I feel as I read the final sentences of confessions 1 and 2. Thanks for sharing your moments.

4:52 PM  

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