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Something I posted to a parenting community online…

My mother, who was my best friend in many ways, died at age 49 in 1992 . I had finished one year of college before I withdrew to care for her, and that event (caring for her till her death) has shaped my life more than anything.
I always thought I shouldn’t have any children since I wouldn’t have her support, but over the years, I slowly started to change my mind. I have an amazing husband, and we finally decided to take the plunge into parenthood. Our first attempt was a missed miscarriage, and made me want my mommy more than anything. But, we were lucky and our second attempt was successful, and I have my beautiful 5 month old daughter. I am sure that becoming a mother now will be the second event that will shape my life more than anything. I don’t think I’ve ever been happier (even though as I’m typing, I’m a little teary!).

I still, 14 years later, wish I could talk to her everyday. Right now I’d like to ask her things about her 3 babies… did we teeth early? Was I breastfed? How did she manage to work when my brother and sister were little, and how did she manage to stay home when I was born? I wish I had that insight, but I have long ago gotten over feeling too sorry for myself– I have too many friends who have living mothers who don’t give them that kind of insight, or support, and I decided I am thankful that I had MY mother even if she died too young. Of course, I have sainted my mom… ask my older sister about her, and you’ll get a completely different story.

Well, that was a long intro! Take care, everyone!

ooo, Lilia was picked for a Meme:
confess to “6 weird things/habits” and then pick on six other bloggers/diarists to do the same.
She says:
1. I really love when Daddy plays just the G note on his guitar. It always makes me smile.

2. I love to stare at “my” picture. It has a ladybug, a butterfly, three stars, a turtle, two bumblebees and a flower on it. It’s beautiful!

3. I love to pet my cat friends. I don’t understand why most of them try to get away. They usually can’t get far, because I’ve got a handful of fur in my hand.

4. When I sit in my Bumbo seat, I always reach for my napkin holder. I like to bang the crap out of it.

5. I’ll put anything I can get my hands on in my mouth. Sometimes I try to eat Daddy’s nose.

6. Taking a poop always makes me smile. :o)