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'.
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'.
posted by ccap at 8:29 PM
4 Comments:
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?
I can't relate to the first one, but definitely can to the other two.
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!!
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.
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