tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419950376125528057.post2053243842760823268..comments2024-01-03T07:11:46.944-06:00Comments on On the Doorstep: Moms Don't Need the Gratitude PoliceLaurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09678523115908249689noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419950376125528057.post-86089333401568868592015-11-14T19:46:41.797-06:002015-11-14T19:46:41.797-06:00Exactly. We none of us are the biggest jerk in the...Exactly. We none of us are the biggest jerk in the universe. We have limits and frustrations because we're human. I'm glad you enjoyed enough to share! Thanks!Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09678523115908249689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419950376125528057.post-43106693011128294952015-11-14T16:09:10.476-06:002015-11-14T16:09:10.476-06:00I had to share this on my Facebook page. Because ...I had to share this on my Facebook page. Because while my current issues are more home repair in nature than parenting, I'm well and truly tired of being reminded that I have a roof over my head and a warm bed. I get that my problems are first world in nature...but that's where I live. I should still be able to share them without feeling like the biggest jerk in the universe.Katie Joyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02529979395100524089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419950376125528057.post-14124108307992360332015-11-07T17:09:29.235-06:002015-11-07T17:09:29.235-06:00Know just what you mean about the gear grinding. :...Know just what you mean about the gear grinding. :-) And, Yay, you! Two 3-year-olds really were a lot of work, weren't they? Ritahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13551793959655853424noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419950376125528057.post-89022497203746156132015-11-07T11:05:31.821-06:002015-11-07T11:05:31.821-06:00This is what happens when I scrape a lot of paint....This is what happens when I scrape a lot of paint. My gears start grinding. And this is what came out. I think it's easy to forget, looking at all the adorable pictures after the fact, the enormous burden that, say, a three-year-old (or two of them!), really is. I don't like when older moms are dismissive of this to younger moms out of that nostalgia, because your moment isn't the moment THEY are in. My words to the young twin moms that I see in stores aren't "enjoy the moment, because you'll regret it later if you don't" but "Way to go, twin mom! Yay, you!" I don't think people realize how much they qualify their support with implied judgment. I've gotten to a point in my life I just don't want to spread any more of that around. Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09678523115908249689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419950376125528057.post-8995808073407396282015-11-07T10:42:05.490-06:002015-11-07T10:42:05.490-06:00Amen. Hope you feel free to go off-topic more ofte...Amen. Hope you feel free to go off-topic more often. I think sometimes this kind of "advice" is given because through the rearview those things that drove us to distraction when they were coming at us now look so much smaller. We forget that it doesn't matter. When projectile vomiting is coming right at your sleep-deprived head, it's really big. I think what's really true about parenting is this: In every stage, there is both good and bad. After you're through it, you tend to remember the good much more than the bad. I know that 10 years from now, there are going to be things about these teenage years that I miss fiercely. I remind myself of that often. Ritahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13551793959655853424noreply@blogger.com