tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066108016896383194.post5211453711058642794..comments2024-03-28T04:31:05.443-06:00Comments on Cloth Mother: February sucks tooMelissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11802460524219101589noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066108016896383194.post-33076553275100230952011-02-11T11:48:43.293-07:002011-02-11T11:48:43.293-07:00Lissie ... i love the 'strangers' comments...Lissie ... i love the 'strangers' comments ... all the right words that i couldn't find when reading about your current disappointments ... you know you MUST continue to write!! love, auntieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066108016896383194.post-33405868706184302262011-02-11T10:19:23.389-07:002011-02-11T10:19:23.389-07:00Greetings from another stranger.
I just wanted to...Greetings from another stranger.<br /><br />I just wanted to say that I am so sorry to hear how tough things are for you right now. I did not have an Unfortunate Incident in January, however, I read what you are writing... and I relate. Having something that is so important to you, to the well-being of your family, be so wholly out of your control. Sometimes you do everything right and still something vitally important goes wrong.<br /><br />Truly, my heart goes out to you. Keep hope, and when you feel yourself slipping... well give Will a hug and a kiss and I bet, even for a moment, things will brighten.<br /><br />I've enjoyed reading your blog so much. You are a wonderful writer and I identify with your parenting style quite a bit. You have given and are continuing to give so much to William. As he grows, his needs change, and his need for milk has lessened. So few women would have gone to the lengths that you did to nurse William for so long. Don't doubt for a minute: you aren't giving up, you are rightfully moving forward, and that's a good thing. It's easy to feel as if you can judge an outcome as being good or bad, but instead think about the process... at every step of the way, you have done *everything* for the sake of nursing your son.<br /><br />I remember reading a story about a woman who wanted to wean her son and didn't know how. She took a trip for a week (the point being to physically separate herself from her son)... obviously now is not the right time for a vacation, but maybe even a few days of having William at a family member's house or something might make the transition easier.<br /><br />Alternately, you could tell yourself that "this is not the last time". Just decrease in frequency, not knowing when will be the last time, even if you go a month between nursing and he asks you could let him. Eventually, when Will stops asking, that will be the last time. You won't know when that will be, so you can't dread it.<br /><br />Best wishes to you and your family. Hang in there. Sometimes the silver lining of going through something so difficult is knowing (with absolute certainty) it *will* get better. It will.Rachaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12174370689197345283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066108016896383194.post-25545655056027310572011-02-10T14:07:38.278-07:002011-02-10T14:07:38.278-07:00I'd like to read your first chapter. :)
Th...I'd like to read your first chapter. :) <br /><br />The good thing about books and writing, is that you can work on it, in spurts. And, it seems like you would have at least marginally more time in the summer months in which to write, yes?<br /><br />I am sorry for you and your Unfortunate Incident. It sounds awful. As does the ice. I think it's so ironic that so often, we (universal "we") get placed in locales which really don't appeal to our preferences. I'm the opposite of you: I'm in the middle of a desert, and have really struggled to not hate it, because this is where we ARE, and this is where we are STAYING, at least for the foreseeable future. In recent years, I have made a concerted effort to discover things about this area that aren't hateful. It has been a stretch, but it has been worthwhile. Sort of like, when I'm discontented with my husband, I sit down and write out all the things I LIKE about him, and it reminds me of why we're in this together.<br /><br />I hope that doesn't sound preachy. You don't even know me, and I don't even know you!! But, I have enjoyed your blog, enjoyed your honesty, enjoyed your writing, your insight, your unfolding motherhood.<br /><br />I totally understand you, about grieving the end of nursing -- I am 37, and a mother of five, and my youngest is 27 months, weaned for health reasons (against my will and my better judgment) since she was 15 months, and I still could easily weep when I think that I could perhaps (most likely, actually) never nurse another baby.<br /><br />But, just from an outsider's perspective, I would say that you have MUCH to offer the world, MUCH of who you are, beyond or outside of nursing.<br /><br />Blessings to you & your sweet family, from a stranger.Karen Joyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02850358574732662426noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066108016896383194.post-54729000412320624162011-02-09T18:14:18.229-07:002011-02-09T18:14:18.229-07:00i love you ...
auntiei love you ...<br />auntieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4066108016896383194.post-78298747131258399932011-02-09T12:57:14.776-07:002011-02-09T12:57:14.776-07:00my heart goes out to you,,,,,,, and if schnucks to...my heart goes out to you,,,,,,, and if schnucks tortilla chips make the day better, THEN NEVER RUN OUT OF THEM!!! whatever works~~ I know you have enuf of your great grandma and your grandma in you, to see the BLUE in the SKY. and KNOW the SUN will SHINE again soon!! and WHEN iT DOES SHINE , let's hope it MELTS all the NASTY ICE AWAY!!! along with your troubles!!! Miss you all, especially Sweet WILLIAM~~~ hang in there, and KEEP THOSE WRITING THOUGHTS ! Don't ever GIVE UP on that ~~ THE WORLD IS WAITING TO READ YOUR BOOK!!! take care, find a little piece of "happy" in every day. it will make life much easier to deal with!! luv you, mamaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com