First let me say a few things-
There are some hurt feelings in the comments on the last post. And the last thing I want around here are hurt feelings (I have enough of my own right now to fill us all up, I can assure you of that!). I wholeheartedly believe that it is EXTREMELY important as women to support one another, even when we do not agree with each other's choices. Mothering is the sort of job where one just has to pick a path and then decide to be okay with the path you choose, no matter what might come down the path at you.
But more to the point, this isn't really about giving her cereal (which her ped has okay'ed, but I am not ready to do and he is fine with that). Cereal isn't really dense enough calorically to make her gain weight. I could bore you all to tears by putting on my teacher lady hat and running all the mathematical computations, but I won't. :-)
It was a very long hard road to get Sammi and generally it was a road I was on alone, for a myriad of reasons. But I have been dancing as fast as I can for as long as I can do it and we are at the brick wall at this point.
This has been a particularly hard week as I am alone with the children for the entire week AGAIN and I am staring down the barrel of my 36th birthday (now just two days away) while feeling the hormonal roller coaster that is the joy of being post partum. Let's couple all of that with the fact that I have no real support - no one to watch the children for even a moment, and well, there you find me, on the edge.
I did tell you I had enough hurt feelings to go around, didn't I? LOL.
Anyway. I always appreciate the advice that everyone offers. Whether I choose to follow it or not, it does give me food for thought.But, more importantly, it is a very good reminder that we have all found ourselves on the road, struggling to find the way up, and forced to make decisions about things when there is no clear right or wrong way to go.
And although it often feels as if I am on this road alone, I CLEARLY am not. I cannot see you there, but there you always are. :-)
Now before I have to change another diaper or go back to the kindergarten to get Jack, how about a look at the rest of the crap I bought last weekend? I did tell you it was a lot!
Love, love, love this little doll high chair and cannot wait to see Sammi playing with it.
Frames for the hall of frames.
Cute little ghosties. (I actually bought a brown bag FULL of halloween die cuts. They are of the 1970's 1980's vintage variety, but there was some cute stuff in there.)
A quilt. Of course.
Love the soft blue polka dots.
A fun mechanical bunny.
Vintage pillow case yardage.
An old bread box which has been put into service in the laundry room to hold extra soap and fabric softener and stuff.
Ornaments! Finally. I bought a big box full of them, but most of them were plain. It was a little sad actually because the box had things written all over it like "grandma and grandpa's ornaments, break them and you die." And yet they sold them at the flea market for a crazy cheap price. Oy.
This looks like a planter box, but it's clean as a whistle. It has a cute shape and I am trying to decide what to do with it. It clearly needs to be holding *something*, but I don't know what.
Labels: family life., Junking