tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post7377150042896034006..comments2023-10-22T04:48:53.087-04:00Comments on Tumble Dry: When words failAmandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06785403140233495009noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-56922853763440311392008-06-16T17:32:00.000-04:002008-06-16T17:32:00.000-04:00I feel all of those feelings at times, and I only ...I feel all of those feelings at times, and I only have two...which makes me wonder....can I handle three? I so agree with Crystal that we give them each a gift when we give them a sibling, but there is something so magical & special that you get with that first born. That undivided attention they receive, and that love you've never experienced before.<BR/><BR/>Please know I read this & then went & gave Goosey the most loving, long hug. Your words are always so perfect, Amanda!Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17769967354682232429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-49313621070317629512008-06-13T14:13:00.000-04:002008-06-13T14:13:00.000-04:00awww...I feel it too & often *sniff*awww...I feel it too & often *sniff*Angihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10908204098108701789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-2861650923827311192008-06-13T14:08:00.000-04:002008-06-13T14:08:00.000-04:00I don't think I would ever put you and neglect in ...I don't think I would ever put you and neglect in the same sentence. It's difficult, this sharing our one self among many special children. They adapt so beautifully, it's a shame we can't shelve the guilt and do the same.Janethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00567374243896229606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-53564501320240686102008-06-11T17:02:00.000-04:002008-06-11T17:02:00.000-04:00Stumbled here from Cheaper Than Therapy.What a tou...Stumbled here from Cheaper Than Therapy.<BR/><BR/>What a touching, heart wrenching post.<BR/><BR/>really enjoyed it and will be coming back to explore more.Lisa @ Boondock Ramblingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11430994283914399581noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-78314328649935670442008-06-10T23:22:00.000-04:002008-06-10T23:22:00.000-04:00Oh wow. You've really nailed that feeling of watc...Oh wow. You've really nailed that feeling of watching your oldest baby grow up. I've got baby # 3 now too, and I feel it.<BR/><BR/>I remember when she (my oldest is my only daughter) was about a year old, we were having a grand time together one day. Right in the middle of it all I realized that the memory of that day would be mine alone. It was a bittersweet moment indeed. The love for our children is so great that it cracks our hearts, doesn't it?<BR/><BR/>(Thanks for visiting my blog, btw!)naturalmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15594383847916759287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-16677061156520035272008-06-10T00:03:00.000-04:002008-06-10T00:03:00.000-04:00I'm bawling.I was just thinking this weekend how a...I'm bawling.<BR/><BR/>I was just thinking this weekend how awful it is that I spend a good chunk of my time being angry with and disciplining my daughter. Meanwhile, it must look like to her that my son is my favorite because he never inspires such anger in me. But I know she needs to be guided - I can't stop correcting her just because I know it hurts her feelings in the short term.<BR/><BR/>All I can do is what I did as I tucked her into bed last night. Hug and kiss her and tell her I love her even when I get mad. I just hope she believed me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-21158217444607234082008-06-09T10:20:00.000-04:002008-06-09T10:20:00.000-04:00I have no words. But then again, I never do when y...I have no words. But then again, I never do when you write. Gorgeous mummy, sending big hugs. xoMyshkahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06638050693052963220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-85682359180745870342008-06-08T23:34:00.000-04:002008-06-08T23:34:00.000-04:00Wow... heart wrenching. We just had our third chil...Wow... heart wrenching. We just had our third child and I understand how you feel. My oldest, my sweet Andrew has been so wonderful about getting new siblings but I really worried about it. My heart was so heavy when I was pregnant with my second. I didn't feel as heavy with my third because Andrew not only loved, loved, loved his mommy but his little brother Parker and they both adore our new baby, Piper. God definitely gives you enough love for all but I sooooo wish I had more time to spend individually with each.Jennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18237869062573215728noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-88723457141849224882008-06-08T20:28:00.000-04:002008-06-08T20:28:00.000-04:00Amanda your words yet again have me in tears. You...Amanda your words yet again have me in tears. You are such a wonderful mother and so incredibly blessed. I take my inspiration from you.Christyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11513684432169094797noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-49718360497962650472008-06-08T16:08:00.000-04:002008-06-08T16:08:00.000-04:00It's hard to keep the balance right. I know how yo...It's hard to keep the balance right. I know how you feel. I feel the same as you do at times with my 4 boys.<BR/>Love Amanda xAmandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13652316916683235671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-5049656713629991942008-06-08T00:14:00.000-04:002008-06-08T00:14:00.000-04:00I know I know I know these feelings... beautiful p...I know I know I know these feelings... beautiful post.Kristinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15120658117796151128noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-51325499114167900172008-06-07T23:51:00.000-04:002008-06-07T23:51:00.000-04:00What a beautiful post. Your words are poetry. I ...What a beautiful post. Your words are poetry. I have no doubt your little ones feel your love through your actions and smiles the way I could feel it through your writing. (And what pretty names they have!)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-990061753255098442008-06-07T21:44:00.000-04:002008-06-07T21:44:00.000-04:00Oh how this is what I worry about. As the days go...Oh how this is what I worry about. As the days go by and our new little one's arrival gets closer and closer, it's not the baby I worry about. It's Zoe. I can say I'm not really worried at all about giving this baby all it needs... I'm concerned about how I will continue to give Zoe what she needs. Such different feelings than I had in the weeks before Zoe's arrival. <BR/><BR/>I'm sitting here soaking tissues. Your words are just perfect.Colleen @AMadisonMomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07021747317121416487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-16823966860576043652008-06-07T08:13:00.000-04:002008-06-07T08:13:00.000-04:00Beautiful.She's a lucky girl. They all are.Beautiful.<BR/><BR/>She's a lucky girl. They all are.iheartchocolatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06506809401305000430noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-87933152382042262692008-06-07T04:50:00.000-04:002008-06-07T04:50:00.000-04:00Oh, you have not failed her. There is nothing lik...Oh, you have not failed her. There is nothing like being with your firstborn - none of the others will have that bond in the same way with you (they will have other kinds). <BR/><BR/>I really get this though, I do. That mourning, the whisking of their littlehood going by so quickly when you're tending to a sibling . . . <BR/><BR/>This was beautiful.carriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04038972194323564240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-2975606463628323762008-06-07T01:17:00.000-04:002008-06-07T01:17:00.000-04:00It's such a joy to be able to connect in such an u...It's such a joy to be able to connect in such an unhurried way, to just enjoy each other. Precious moments.BetteJohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11650981249204116251noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-50869600857672754962008-06-06T22:59:00.000-04:002008-06-06T22:59:00.000-04:00::off to get myself some tissues::Lovely, lovely p...::off to get myself some tissues::<BR/><BR/>Lovely, lovely post.Kimberlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07628744950564301288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-38432585813353096462008-06-06T22:37:00.000-04:002008-06-06T22:37:00.000-04:00I fear this feeling more than anything. I find as ...I fear this feeling more than anything. I find as the days of my pregnancy close in on my due date that I am snappish with The Poo, exhausted and strained. Then I cry because I am wrecking our last days as just two.<BR/><BR/>This hurts me in my heart and gives me strength all at once. Amanda, I am so glad you are my friend, and I am so grateful for your honesty. I will remember to just be with my girl now, and after.<BR/><BR/>Bless you and all your girls.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11342425698876916791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-68876700157814295622008-06-06T21:04:00.000-04:002008-06-06T21:04:00.000-04:00This post is lovely. And I completely understand. ...This post is lovely. And I completely understand. <BR/><BR/>When I brought my third baby home from the hospital, I remember standing in the middle of the floor while my five-year-old and two-year-old roamed around saying, "I have too many living things to take care of!"<BR/><BR/>It's gotten a lot easier though, really.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06334752427076733481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-53653190496312618272008-06-06T20:55:00.000-04:002008-06-06T20:55:00.000-04:00Oh this post. It should get an award, it's just s...Oh this post. It should get an award, it's just so beautiful.<BR/><BR/>Today I took my older daughter out for the afternoon. Just the two of us. It's rare that we get this anymore, something that we used to take for granted has been shoved aside by two needy younger siblings.<BR/><BR/>Briar will never have you all to herself again, but you have given her something bigger, and stronger, something that will carry her through her life. Two sisters that love her and were also loved by you. What an amazing gift. Don't minimize it. <BR/><BR/>Ask anyone with a sister.Chaotic Joyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16743049921159926147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-89189024641709551482008-06-06T17:40:00.000-04:002008-06-06T17:40:00.000-04:00far from a failure.far from a failure.flutterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11828689769747130419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-15006987099213907602008-06-06T17:30:00.000-04:002008-06-06T17:30:00.000-04:00I'm tearing up again.That hour you spent with her ...I'm tearing up again.<BR/><BR/>That hour you spent with her must have made her so happy.Damselflyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00139191935886860839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-67194481719887091372008-06-06T16:54:00.000-04:002008-06-06T16:54:00.000-04:00i know i say this way to often, but i simply don't...i know i say this way to often, but i simply don't know how you do it.<BR/><BR/>just beautiful.<BR/><BR/>one lucky mama, three blessed little girls and one darn good hubby :)amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11616598232613837025noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-20680682433999446452008-06-06T15:47:00.000-04:002008-06-06T15:47:00.000-04:00How lovely Amanda. You totally put into words how...How lovely Amanda. You totally put into words how I feel. My nickname for each of the boyz is "B" as in Baby. All 3 of them. My babies.Sarahvizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07257891014401157085noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13335908.post-16709645284810775992008-06-06T15:08:00.000-04:002008-06-06T15:08:00.000-04:00Pass the tissue darn you. I'm sitting here waiting...Pass the tissue darn you. <BR/><BR/>I'm sitting here waiting for my ONLY born baby to drive home from his last day of his junior year in High School. Officially a Senior. A Senior!<BR/><BR/>He's going to think I'm awfully strange when I stroke his head and pinch his cheeks.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com