tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post8299989361147709253..comments2009-05-26T18:09:59.307-07:00GIRL'S GONE CHILDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07130764109593048451noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-26193165490048676222009-05-26T18:09:59.307-07:002009-05-26T18:09:59.307-07:00I'm pregnant with my second ( a girl) you just made me cry (thanks) because my little boy is still a baby but I know he won't be forever.<br /><br />Beautiful writing.Dolled Uphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03468692824066603874noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-18797236603201061372008-08-01T08:03:00.000-07:002008-08-01T08:03:00.000-07:00beautiful. i love seeing what comes next - because looking at my 10 month old's newborn pictures, i can sometimes see what she looks like now, but looking at her now, i can't imagine what she'll look like later. and be like - i can't imagine what she'll be! but it's exciting and magical and hopeful. <BR/><BR/>thanks for sharing your big kid.Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08289758843392529737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-24973026523951206032008-07-31T14:05:00.000-07:002008-07-31T14:05:00.000-07:00That was a beautiful tribute.<BR/><BR/>I feel that way every time I look at my children.<BR/><BR/>Except now I look at them and feel not only the love, but a blinding sense of panic, as they hurl themselves toward adulthood.<BR/><BR/>I'm not ready for my babies to spread their wings just yet.<BR/><BR/>But everyday, their wings grow just a bit stronger, waiting for the wind to lift them...Redneck Mommyhttp://theredneckmommy.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-20244634915683165882008-07-31T12:07:00.000-07:002008-07-31T12:07:00.000-07:00*choking back empathetic tears*<BR/><BR/>When the baby comes? It will be even more intense. Because you will see in the new baby the one who grew into boy. You will look into new baby's eyes and be filled with such love for that baby, and such *longing* for the baby that once was, and such intense adoration for the boy that is that your heart will explode in your chest like a star.<BR/><BR/>Just so you know.<BR/><BR/>xoHer Bad Motherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03535958887714152413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-72249792788938326752008-07-30T23:04:00.000-07:002008-07-30T23:04:00.000-07:00You capture this parenting thing so well.Heatherhttp://milesetc.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-84533388805258510912008-07-30T19:30:00.000-07:002008-07-30T19:30:00.000-07:00That was beautiful. I'm always lurking (yeah that sounds creepy, I know), but had to chime in on this post having a 3 year old boy myself and just a little ahead of you in my second pregnancy. I know just how you feel. I've been following all your posts since I read on another blog that you were preggo too. Congrats and best of luck!!Csarahttp://www.babytalkers.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-69401273468837831632008-07-30T17:44:00.000-07:002008-07-30T17:44:00.000-07:00It's beautiful, all of it. But my favorite part, and one of the parts that rang most true for me, is the part where you conceded your idiocy to your son. Mine is oh so much smarter than I can ever aspire to be. <BR/><BR/>Beautiful post. Archer will read it one day and know he is loved. Every part of him.kiahttp://goodmum.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-46733607214726424222008-07-30T13:17:00.000-07:002008-07-30T13:17:00.000-07:00What a wonderful piece and it is soo amazing to see who they become. It's hard to imagine what they will be like but then when you find out who they really are you cannot imagine them any different. I don't know how empty my life would have been without my little one. Thank YouQWindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06675213560918783112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-25017288385826310592008-07-30T10:06:00.001-07:002008-07-30T10:06:00.001-07:00Thanks for making me appreciate every nap and bedtime in the rocking chair as a privledge and not a chore! Between this and the special last night about "The Last Lecture" author Randy Pausch, I catch myself tearing up just putting my 16 month old down for his nap! I loved that line from your other post a while back, and I often say it to myself, "Misty watercolor memories, dude. Misty watercolor memories." Thanks for being such an incredible Mom Mentor and Writer!Sonjanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-39385895570784708442008-07-30T10:06:00.000-07:002008-07-30T10:06:00.000-07:00Goodness he's gorgeous! His eyes remind me so much of my little guy. I have been walking this tightrope too, seeing the two's become almost three and any traces of baby disappear. I can only imagine how much more eye-opening it would be to actually HAVE a baby on the way to contrast the grown-upedness. I think it's so cool you guys are taking August to celebrate together. Enjoy it!mamasnesthttp://mamasnest.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-25877214820089341642008-07-30T07:17:00.000-07:002008-07-30T07:17:00.000-07:00I am currently trying to convince the 7 year old not to grow. She is growing too fast for me! You put these feeling into words better than I ever could. Thank you for sharing.WickedStepMomhttp://lifeandtimesofawickedstepmom.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-25146855396432039422008-07-30T06:47:00.000-07:002008-07-30T06:47:00.000-07:00foo's birthday is in a couple of weeks. you said it all -- right there, as usual. i don't necessarily miss the baby, but every morning when we wake up i am shocked that babies become very big girls with big imaginations and bright ideas of their own. so fast. so fast.<BR/><BR/>amazing ladies beget beautiful boys in the hood. he will be as good of a brother as he is a boy.<BR/><BR/>so much lovebmcmissesyouloveynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-22554971641109451642008-07-30T03:43:00.000-07:002008-07-30T03:43:00.000-07:00Oy, that made me cry.<BR/><BR/>My boy will be 17 months on the 1st, and just yesterday I was watching him play in the backyard. From where I was standing, I could see him but he couldn't see me. All of a sudden I saw him lift his head and look around for me. "Mama?" I thought for sure he'd cry when he couldn't see me, so I took a step toward him. I stopped dead in my tracks when he literally shrugged, and went back to playing in the sandbox.<BR/><BR/>What the...? He shrugged?! Like, Oh well, I was having fun without her anyway." It kind of made me laugh, and it kind of broke my heart.<BR/><BR/>Sigh...it's fun to watch him grow up, and yet there are days I'd still stuff him back in the womb if I could.<BR/><BR/>You write beautifully - I received your book in the mail yesterday and look forward to starting it tonight.Stacyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17849841181302290409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-60156112449703218732008-07-29T19:41:00.000-07:002008-07-29T19:41:00.000-07:00That was some seriously beautiful writing. Archer is so lucky to have this record of your feelings about him and motherhood. And so is your yet to be daughter.Mama Ginger Treehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17259169109945001406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-20359096810372644912008-07-29T18:21:00.001-07:002008-07-29T18:21:00.001-07:00so bittersweet and beautiful. you really know how to put feelings into words...pamelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305377654972572258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-46286463000102543392008-07-29T18:21:00.000-07:002008-07-29T18:21:00.000-07:00That was really beautiful! My sweet girl is only 9 months, but I have to remind myself to not skip by these days, because the time will be here oh so soon when I miss my little baby.CaraBeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04614627167922944626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-46326680148420341712008-07-29T18:19:00.000-07:002008-07-29T18:19:00.000-07:00Ugh, that just made me teary eyed. I have a 13 year old boy/man and an 13 month old and DAMN if I am not mourning both as they age. It is both beautiful, yet painful to watch them grow. They become closer to you in so many ways yet at the same time move so far away from you - if that makes any sense. SIGH. I have to go squeeze my chubby baby boy now and hug my tweenager.Piggy Toeshttp://piggytoesnevernap.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-34844584991618461872008-07-29T16:22:00.000-07:002008-07-29T16:22:00.000-07:00Aww, becca, i totally have the chills reading this right now.Micah&amp;Brookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15595123837986249132noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-90144270142163590052008-07-29T16:03:00.000-07:002008-07-29T16:03:00.000-07:00Awwww, thanks for the post dinner boo-hoo I just had! That was precious and describes it perfectly. My youngest of three kiddos is now 3.5 years and it's so bittersweet. I just told my DH today that I cannot believe we're done(he's snipped) and they are all growing so fast. Enjoy August with your beautiful little man!Mirindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11546701942994808563noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-25890725843359155812008-07-29T15:19:00.000-07:002008-07-29T15:19:00.000-07:00I'm totally crying right now too. Mine is 2. I can't find his baby fat. He has opinions. He eats by himself. He communicates, and he's learning to talk on the phone. What happened?<BR/><BR/>WTG for taking Archer out of school for August - you will never regret that, you're going to have such a great time.Rachaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00318376427752604367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-17726790575468786172008-07-29T11:11:00.000-07:002008-07-29T11:11:00.000-07:00You had to do this one now, didn't you?! I spent yesterday knee-deep in photo albums from pregnancy to now, cleaning out clothes to consign and just aching to smell that baby smell. <BR/><BR/>My little man will be 3 in November and it's just gone too fast. Thank you for writing exactly what I was feeling but so much more lovely than I could've.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02714190447090908517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-68323910493428876572008-07-29T11:03:00.000-07:002008-07-29T11:03:00.000-07:00I can totally relate to this. I look at my 2-year-old daughter and I can't remember her being a baby, which makes me sad. <BR/><BR/>You write beautifully, BTW.zellmerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17205730682765977056noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-90753501101887523682008-07-29T10:42:00.000-07:002008-07-29T10:42:00.000-07:00I had a shock the other night. My wife and sons are out of town for the first time in several months, and when I got Porter on the phone, I found myself speaking with an actual young child who was leading the conversation himself. Where did my toddler go?Peter Orvettihttp://orvettifactor.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-34156278169871022362008-07-29T10:35:00.000-07:002008-07-29T10:35:00.000-07:00lovely post but there is a little bit of baby in that first photo. Look at the baby fat folded into his wrist and onto the table. And is that a dimple on his knuckle?Karennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-20984177134064518252008-07-29T10:20:00.000-07:002008-07-29T10:20:00.000-07:00You write the most beautiful posts about your son. I can truly feel the deep love you have for him in your writing.<BR/><BR/>My nearly two year old son is growing up so fast too and I just want to somehow hit the pause button for a bit and enjoy him a little more at this age.<BR/><BR/>How wonderful that you're going to spend an entire month with him before your little girl arrives. I'd love to be able to do something like that. We have a little one on the way too (not until March), and I dread that our son won't feel as special when the baby arrives.<BR/><BR/>Keep up your fantastic writing, you have a true gift. Thanks for sharing it.Daddy Danhttp://daddydan.netnoreply@blogger.com