tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20526785.post4492011691063341430..comments2023-09-05T23:24:27.006-06:00Comments on Happy meets Crazy: Rare Quiet Tuesday EveningCherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10218614720786379961noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20526785.post-19880590963466587672011-11-25T20:47:14.790-07:002011-11-25T20:47:14.790-07:00It's occurred to me (as I'm trying to appr...It's occurred to me (as I'm trying to appreciate this pregnancy even while I'm wishing it were over) that this could be my last girl and that I better appreciate her! <br /><br />And I know how you feel about the preschool co-ops and such. For me, I'm just a bit worn out from that stage -- I'd much rather delegate the messy art projects and macaroni noodle necklaces and such to a great preschool teacher and focus on things I enjoy with my kids more.Handsfullmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17080603359227234634noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20526785.post-4320619948150819432011-11-24T00:10:05.438-07:002011-11-24T00:10:05.438-07:00I've had those bittersweet feelings many times...I've had those bittersweet feelings many times. Still do. I've saved a few of the favorites to give to the kids as heirloomy kinds of things...the ones that have a story behind them, for example. I cried when I took bags to my friend when her first grandbaby was on her way. For so long, I thought we would be able to have more.<br /><br />By the way, we still have a crib if you know someone who wants one. ;)Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08215431222961203620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20526785.post-55239402368307062392011-11-23T08:38:29.915-07:002011-11-23T08:38:29.915-07:00I too had similar feelings when I was going throug...I too had similar feelings when I was going through my little girls clothes...I was very sentimental and cried a bit. It helped that I was giving them to a family member who really needed them. I did keep several of her most darling dresses that I plan to save for her when she has a daughter :)chercardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13314841357351024070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20526785.post-85306984468680486222011-11-22T21:22:39.645-07:002011-11-22T21:22:39.645-07:00We decided before this last baby that we were done...We decided before this last baby that we were done, and I know I'm done (obviously), but giving away the baby clothes has been hard. I had a bunch in the basement until a few months ago when a woman in our ward said that Humanitarian Services really needed baby clothes. So now when I think of those sweet little outfits I try and imagine a family somewhere that is in desperate need for clothes (or maybe some babies in an orphanage getting them). It helps a little. <br /><br />I am also anxious for my kids to get older, and yet sad that they are growing up. I love their independence and yet miss their cuddles too.FoxyJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17950095008611661757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20526785.post-27205220207716377992011-11-22T20:08:56.780-07:002011-11-22T20:08:56.780-07:00It is bittersweet. I don't miss diapers and bo...It is bittersweet. I don't miss diapers and bottles and sippy cups and potty training but I do miss snuggling babies, and having my kids look at me with wonder and appreciation. <br /><br />It's funny that you feel in limbo, because I do too. Yet, we are in different places. :) I guess I feel like a "tween-parent", not a parent of teens or a parent of small kids. <br /><br />Give your belly an extra rub for this mama, okay? I just adore you! Happy Thanksgiving! Be safe, okay?Amanda Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04662814069840360787noreply@blogger.com