the chief wrote:The first baby I raised was when I was 16.
No, I wasn't the biological father.
But I was 50% responsible for the care, feeding, etc.
Not a sleeper, this kid, and I was still goin to high school.
I distincly remember one morning, dressing this little kid of, I don't know, maybe a year and a half old or so, and being in the throes of extreme sleep dep, and thinking to myself, "All I want is for the kid to be able to dress itself, that's all I want, if I could just get that much of a break, I'd be so happy..." and thinking, at the time, but that's never going to happen and I'm never going to be rested again.
And then 2 years ago I gave her away at her wedding.
And then there's my own kid now, again, a fair bit of work as a baby.
But now we can email each other when I'm at work, I send her links to fun stuff and pictures I find and stuff and she emails me back, it's pretty cool.
piwackit wrote:I've got to say that I'm really sad about my kids getting older.
Yes, I do know it's inevitable.
Yes,I do try to bring my kids up independant of me.
But I still tear up about two of them starting kindergarten this year. Actually I had a good bawl fest the other day when my husband mentioned it and couldn't stop for an hour or more. These years just seem so precious to me and so fleeting I want to grab on and not let go.
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