tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193753530280373065.post3567950619543398975..comments2023-06-13T07:07:29.903-07:00Comments on The Other Side: What if?Kamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01215000341567119958noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193753530280373065.post-68419731349331805572009-05-11T03:15:00.000-07:002009-05-11T03:15:00.000-07:00great post... thanks for thinking of us who are st...great post... thanks for thinking of us who are still waiting, and yeah I treasure helping other people's kids because of my infertility more than I ever would have if I hadn't known how hard the road could beSmilinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13251527394755383001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193753530280373065.post-85307755720835764552009-04-23T05:09:00.000-07:002009-04-23T05:09:00.000-07:00Thank you. :-)Thank you. :-)Panamahathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10248512242594265755noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193753530280373065.post-19866319207373002002009-04-21T19:58:00.000-07:002009-04-21T19:58:00.000-07:00I am not a particularly patient person. I have ne...I am not a particularly patient person. I have never romanticized parenthood... and yet, I think there is the potential that, should we be successful on our quest, the quest itself may increase the potential for me to be grateful for those little things. Not sure if that sentence made sense or not and I'm too tired to check. Hopefully you got the gist. :)Mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07923049494756911105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193753530280373065.post-78250922331984856932009-04-21T13:31:00.000-07:002009-04-21T13:31:00.000-07:00That was sweet. I am still in the space.. I can'...That was sweet. I am still in the space.. I can't wait to climb out of here....singletraceyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15361586713986688123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193753530280373065.post-71510465340665697662009-04-21T10:34:00.000-07:002009-04-21T10:34:00.000-07:00Yes. I feel I am more appreciative and better moth...Yes. I feel I am more appreciative and better mother becasue of the struggles I have gone through. <br /><br />I still love putter on her socks (and then her pulling them right off). <br /><br />It makes me wonder what I take for granted that other people who have struggled don't. My health? Straight teeth? Clean water?Peevemehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15380650452145936082noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193753530280373065.post-31711093002247984672009-04-20T20:48:00.000-07:002009-04-20T20:48:00.000-07:00It does make you stop and not take things for gran...It does make you stop and not take things for granted at times that is for sure, its just wonderful to wrap your arms around them and realize they are really here and yours.Leah Maya Benjaminhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18167997949670119040noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193753530280373065.post-75710071589157794902009-04-20T16:22:00.000-07:002009-04-20T16:22:00.000-07:00I know how you feel. I suspect that I revel, bask...I know how you feel. I suspect that I revel, bask and drink in much more of the small moments with my children since I had to work so hard for them. I loved your description about the socks, I've truly been there. :-)Leahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11037485291342703216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193753530280373065.post-3596404874624551502009-04-20T13:56:00.000-07:002009-04-20T13:56:00.000-07:00I wrote about something like this last week. Every...I wrote about something like this last week. Every moment is special b/c of all the heartache involved with becoming a parent. You should visit my blog and read<br />"What I Though I Couldn't Have"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193753530280373065.post-45681678609892627792009-04-20T13:55:00.000-07:002009-04-20T13:55:00.000-07:00The struggle for another child has definitely made...The struggle for another child has definitely made my appreciation for my daughter so much deeper. <br /><br />I wonder if it would have made much difference to me in the doldrums of the toddler years? I remember being overwhelmed with love and gratitude, but also plagued with exhaustion, frustration and boredom. I do wonder if, should I ever have another child, I would be grateful enough to appreciate the things that used to bother me?<br /><br />Hmmm.....Lorrainehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04180034761243431694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193753530280373065.post-70474838804650996562009-04-20T13:47:00.000-07:002009-04-20T13:47:00.000-07:00Yes, I believe that the struggle helps me to notic...Yes, I believe that the struggle helps me to notice the magic in the unremarkable moments.<br /><br />This is beautiful, Kami. I can feel how it felt for you that moment.Lori Lavender Luzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15394441222262940632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193753530280373065.post-33942293202726389992009-04-20T13:23:00.000-07:002009-04-20T13:23:00.000-07:00Kami, I love this post.
I wouldn't choose this st...Kami, I love this post.<br /><br />I wouldn't choose this struggle. But I do feel it has given me resources that will be very valuable as a parent -- more understanding, more patience, more insight, And, as you point out, more capacity for joy in the small things.<br /><br />In the pile of CRAP that is IF, at least there is this.katedaphnehttp://sadnessoreuphoria.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com