God Bless this Mom.
She smartened up in time for her son.
I watched two one-year olds watch snow for the first time as they looked out my front window. I thrilled for my little girl and cried for the mother of the other who missed the event and would never see it.
Priorities Ping.
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Needless to day, my friend quit her job and had three more children.
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Great life story ping!
Yep. We have limits. And yes, we are different, even if it is mostly due to potty training. (Stand while exposed and control vs. sit down, genitals covered by nature, and let go. No wonder boys have an advantage in hand to eye coordination and physics, and that we girls learn to do more than one thing at a time!)
If nothing else, the pain of full breasts after a few hours away from the baby ought to be a lesson. And the joy and oxytocin of nursing another.
But, mommas have always worked. I can't imagine the terror of leaving my baby by the hearth or the side of the field while getting the wood from the shed so we can be warm or picking the beans that we will eat to live.
(I do remember the dilemma of the laundrymat: do you take the basket of clothes in and leave the baby in the car, or do you take the baby in and leave him there while you go back outside to get the basket?)
What it all boils down to is that we do our best. And people are unbelievably adaptable. Don't beat yourself up over past mistakes or bad choices, but don't warp your world to justify those choices, either. Do better next time or tomorrow, or just veg out with your kids for a day now and then.
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