Danile, it is in the nature of a mama to wonder what was WRONG WITH HER that this could happen to her child.
Please don't be hard on yourself - congratulate yourself for being aware of what's going on and helping and supporting him in any way you can. That's what mothering is all about.
: thank you so, so much for the chuckle (which was typed 'chickle', which I think is appropriate with the current chick lit theme) and for the understanding. Demented dwarf, indeed. In the past, when I've felt this way, I assumed it WAS because I was pregnant, but since we've had the big 'ole V, I'm pretty sure I'm not. My body just despises nursing anyone past 18 months. As much as I wish it weren't true. It's even worse at night... I'm feeling sad that I know his nursing days are numbered. I spend all my days at work telling people to listen to their bodies, and I know it holds true for me as well. I don't want our relationship to be poisoned by my resentment, which I KNOW he feels... *sigh*
Renae, I still haven't figured out why you kick yourself so for the TV watching. I try to limit my kids' TV, ONLY because they are little monsters if they watch too much. But if everyone is happy, and if you're still doing things together and as a family, whose business is it but your own? You're not abandoning him. Don't know if you've seen this love letter to spongebob
, but I think there are some good points there.
Heather, I've been meaning to say for days that GO YOU, there are so many reasons I want to call you SuperFeather.
Many, many more thoughts, and hugs to all the MMF. But I have to go nurse the Demented Dwarf. (at least I'll do it with a smile)