Comments on: I care more about my flowers than my kids http://motherblogger.net/2010/05/12/i-care-more-about-my-flowers-than-my-kids/ Fri, 18 May 2012 11:16:25 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.7.1 hourly 1 By: Sarah http://motherblogger.net/2010/05/12/i-care-more-about-my-flowers-than-my-kids/comment-page-1/#comment-212470 Sarah Thu, 27 May 2010 18:38:34 +0000 http://motherblogger.net/?p=1491#comment-212470 This made me want to cry. I have a couple of smeary-fingered little people in my life and they have already betrayed me (and I them). And that scene at the end, where you make up, yet all is not entirely resolved......ah motherhood. Very confusing. Thanks for writing this, MoBo (can I call you that?). This made me want to cry. I have a couple of smeary-fingered little people in my life and they have already betrayed me (and I them). And that scene at the end, where you make up, yet all is not entirely resolved……ah motherhood. Very confusing. Thanks for writing this, MoBo (can I call you that?).

]]> By: irene hill http://motherblogger.net/2010/05/12/i-care-more-about-my-flowers-than-my-kids/comment-page-1/#comment-211282 irene hill Fri, 21 May 2010 16:39:35 +0000 http://motherblogger.net/?p=1491#comment-211282 I am so pleased that you are such a wise mother. You were a wise young woman and you continue to grow every day. Love your blog, Chessy. irene I am so pleased that you are such a wise mother. You were a wise young woman and you continue to grow every day. Love your blog, Chessy.
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]]> By: MPD310 http://motherblogger.net/2010/05/12/i-care-more-about-my-flowers-than-my-kids/comment-page-1/#comment-208599 MPD310 Thu, 13 May 2010 20:58:54 +0000 http://motherblogger.net/?p=1491#comment-208599 Beautifully put, girl. Beautifully put, girl.

]]> By: Kristin http://motherblogger.net/2010/05/12/i-care-more-about-my-flowers-than-my-kids/comment-page-1/#comment-208569 Kristin Thu, 13 May 2010 00:27:08 +0000 http://motherblogger.net/?p=1491#comment-208569 I can't take credit for any of the gorgeous flowers in our yard yet, so my "Ack!" would be much less heartbreaking than your one-widespread-hand-out-the-other-over-your-eyes response. And yet, I get it. We all need some part of our lives (or bodies) that is truly grown-up and separate from our children (okay, except for some of the commenters from Kellymom). We find it, we think we have it, and then they teach us that it's only ours as long as they allow it to be so. It's only now that I see how invasive my visits to my parents' house can be - rooting around in the cabinets and rearranging things in "a much more orderly fashion" must drive them batty. I guess they have learned that most things will snap back to how they want it after I've left. And I'm sure your Allium will be stunning next year as well. Thanks for sharing this! I can’t take credit for any of the gorgeous flowers in our yard yet, so my “Ack!” would be much less heartbreaking than your one-widespread-hand-out-the-other-over-your-eyes response. And yet, I get it. We all need some part of our lives (or bodies) that is truly grown-up and separate from our children (okay, except for some of the commenters from Kellymom). We find it, we think we have it, and then they teach us that it’s only ours as long as they allow it to be so.

It’s only now that I see how invasive my visits to my parents’ house can be - rooting around in the cabinets and rearranging things in “a much more orderly fashion” must drive them batty. I guess they have learned that most things will snap back to how they want it after I’ve left. And I’m sure your Allium will be stunning next year as well. Thanks for sharing this!

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