Comments on: two. http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2009/03/16/two/ word alchemy. Fri, 11 Dec 2009 11:16:38 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=1.5.1-alpha by: janis http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2009/03/16/two/#comment-1456 Wed, 18 Mar 2009 02:06:42 +0000 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2009/03/16/two/#comment-1456 What MereMortal said. And yes, I have two mirrors too. actually, three. today while I yelled at one to stop bothering the other, my baby gazed up at me from my nipple with big, questioning eyes. Already. I love my mirrors, keeps me on my toes. You are inspiring. Thank you for sharing. xoxo What MereMortal said.
And yes, I have two mirrors too. actually, three. today while I yelled at one to stop bothering the other, my baby gazed up at me from my nipple with big, questioning eyes. Already.
I love my mirrors, keeps me on my toes.
You are inspiring. Thank you for sharing. xoxo

]]> by: MereMortal http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2009/03/16/two/#comment-1454 Tue, 17 Mar 2009 17:59:19 +0000 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2009/03/16/two/#comment-1454 ...the mirror also reflects back your pure, inner beauty. xoxo …the mirror also reflects back your pure, inner beauty.
xoxo

]]> by: Karen http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2009/03/16/two/#comment-1453 Tue, 17 Mar 2009 13:05:58 +0000 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2009/03/16/two/#comment-1453 Thank you for your strength to put to words what I am going through....that mirror reflects big, huh? Yesterday I was so flustered I threatened to take away the chairs...a great moment in patience, tolerance and loving kindness! Thank you for your strength to put to words what I am going through….that mirror reflects big, huh?

Yesterday I was so flustered I threatened to take away the chairs…a great moment in patience, tolerance and loving kindness!

]]> by: misplacedmama http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2009/03/16/two/#comment-1452 Tue, 17 Mar 2009 06:37:10 +0000 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2009/03/16/two/#comment-1452 what beautiful responses. you said what i didn't know how. thank you. and melinda, sick baby this week, but i do get a babysitter one day a week so i can do whatever i want:) thank you for your hug... what beautiful responses. you said what i didn’t know how.

thank you.

and melinda, sick baby this week, but i do get a babysitter one day a week so i can do whatever i want:) thank you for your hug…

]]> by: Jo http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2009/03/16/two/#comment-1451 Mon, 16 Mar 2009 19:06:41 +0000 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2009/03/16/two/#comment-1451 Seriously - for real. You wrote me up. This is me, for about three weeks now, volcanic and eruptive. One minute calm(er) and the next, a fucking psycho-path. I step back at times, fleeting, and I see my kids for the beauty they are. But when it all spins around me, Moira incessantly fussy and whining (what feels all the time) and Finn, utterly 3-years old, I scream. Liam said similar words to me about being mad last week. I cried. It kills me. I fear being so short-tempered and wish - WISH - there was a pill I could take to erase that part of me. Horrible? I know it's just who I am, and with that comes efficiency and creativity and abundant love in the same intensity as my impatience. Damn it feels good to not be alone. (Hugs) Seriously - for real. You wrote me up. This is me, for about three weeks now, volcanic and eruptive. One minute calm(er) and the next, a fucking psycho-path. I step back at times, fleeting, and I see my kids for the beauty they are. But when it all spins around me, Moira incessantly fussy and whining (what feels all the time) and Finn, utterly 3-years old, I scream. Liam said similar words to me about being mad last week. I cried. It kills me. I fear being so short-tempered and wish - WISH - there was a pill I could take to erase that part of me. Horrible? I know it’s just who I am, and with that comes efficiency and creativity and abundant love in the same intensity as my impatience. Damn it feels good to not be alone. (Hugs)

]]> by: Stacy (mama-om) http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2009/03/16/two/#comment-1450 Mon, 16 Mar 2009 16:39:19 +0000 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2009/03/16/two/#comment-1450 Hm. I have been thinking lately of the idea of "grotesque" and noodling over a post about this very thing. How our children are mirrors in the most exaggerated way, and depending on your perspective, it can either be very easy to miss or impossible to deny. It IS heartbreaking... my son's grotesque has been hitting himself on the head, "I am bad, I messed it up!" What do I do when I realize what he is doing? Make a motion of stabbing myself in the heart because I've messed up my perfect parenting plan! We are a feedback loop of self-recrimination. The irony, the opportunity, the resonance. I have talked mad so much this last year... I try to turn toward gratitude, realizing I never would have the chance to learn about applying the dharma duct-tape if I had been silent all this time. Blessings to you and your family... Hm. I have been thinking lately of the idea of “grotesque” and noodling over a post about this very thing. How our children are mirrors in the most exaggerated way, and depending on your perspective, it can either be very easy to miss or impossible to deny.

It IS heartbreaking… my son’s grotesque has been hitting himself on the head, “I am bad, I messed it up!” What do I do when I realize what he is doing? Make a motion of stabbing myself in the heart because I’ve messed up my perfect parenting plan! We are a feedback loop of self-recrimination.

The irony, the opportunity, the resonance.

I have talked mad so much this last year… I try to turn toward gratitude, realizing I never would have the chance to learn about applying the dharma duct-tape if I had been silent all this time.

Blessings to you and your family…

]]> by: Melinda http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2009/03/16/two/#comment-1449 Mon, 16 Mar 2009 15:05:18 +0000 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2009/03/16/two/#comment-1449 BTW... my Sara talks the same way... usually to her sister... who dishes it right back. *sigh* BTW… my Sara talks the same way… usually to her sister… who dishes it right back. sigh

]]> by: Melinda http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2009/03/16/two/#comment-1448 Mon, 16 Mar 2009 15:04:42 +0000 http://misplacedmama.blogsome.com/2009/03/16/two/#comment-1448 Oh hugs MB... you are not alone. We all have our frustrated moments. It comes with the territory of giving ourselves so completely to the care of others, that our own are so often waylaid. Can you get out for a few hours, and do something just for you? Your soul seems to need it. Oh hugs MB… you are not alone. We all have our frustrated moments. It comes with the territory of giving ourselves so completely to the care of others, that our own are so often waylaid. Can you get out for a few hours, and do something just for you? Your soul seems to need it.

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