Comments on: My marathon http://noblesavage.me.uk/2009/04/17/my-marathon/ Tue, 29 Nov 2011 22:50:07 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 By: A Free Man http://noblesavage.me.uk/2009/04/17/my-marathon/comment-page-1/#comment-2899 A Free Man Tue, 21 Apr 2009 10:32:59 +0000 http://noblesavage.me.uk/2009/04/17/my-marathon/#comment-2899 I don't know much about motherhood, but I know what you're talking about here. My boy can be SOO needy. Now that I'm at home for more time with him, there are definitely days like this. Today for example, I just.... well, I was touched out. I don’t know much about motherhood, but I know what you’re talking about here. My boy can be SOO needy. Now that I’m at home for more time with him, there are definitely days like this. Today for example, I just…. well, I was touched out.

]]> By: Shannon http://noblesavage.me.uk/2009/04/17/my-marathon/comment-page-1/#comment-2896 Shannon Mon, 20 Apr 2009 17:14:08 +0000 http://noblesavage.me.uk/2009/04/17/my-marathon/#comment-2896 Could have written this!!! So well written, and so honest. Loving how you stated "how fucking hard this gig is" - so so so true. As a runner, and a mommy, I swear I don't know how I do it most days. And when you said how motherhood has changed how you view yourself - I couldn't have said it better. You hit it right on the nose for me, we are so much harder on ourselves once we have offspring for some reason. Sounds like you're doing a fabulous job, so keep the wine flowing and your optimistic perspective on each new day in check :) Could have written this!!! So well written, and so honest. Loving how you stated “how fucking hard this gig is” – so so so true. As a runner, and a mommy, I swear I don’t know how I do it most days. And when you said how motherhood has changed how you view yourself – I couldn’t have said it better. You hit it right on the nose for me, we are so much harder on ourselves once we have offspring for some reason. Sounds like you’re doing a fabulous job, so keep the wine flowing and your optimistic perspective on each new day in check :)

]]> By: the bad aunt http://noblesavage.me.uk/2009/04/17/my-marathon/comment-page-1/#comment-2895 the bad aunt Sun, 19 Apr 2009 21:19:42 +0000 http://noblesavage.me.uk/2009/04/17/my-marathon/#comment-2895 Just a note to clarify my response. Your writing was about being touched out. I, on the other hand, was just commenting on how difficult it is to be a parent but as the kids get older it becomes less demanding physically and mentally. Just a note to clarify my response. Your writing was about being touched out. I, on the other hand, was just commenting on how difficult it is to be a parent but as the kids get older it becomes less demanding physically and mentally.

]]> By: Coding Mamma (Tasha) http://noblesavage.me.uk/2009/04/17/my-marathon/comment-page-1/#comment-2894 Coding Mamma (Tasha) Sun, 19 Apr 2009 07:17:09 +0000 http://noblesavage.me.uk/2009/04/17/my-marathon/#comment-2894 I wrote a really long comment on this, but it appears to have disappeared into the ether. Can't remember what I said, now. But I totally understand the 'touched out' thing, especially at the moment. Rosemary really does not understand the need to calm her climbing on me and jumping on me down at the moment, because there's a baby inside. Occasionally, she does lean down and shout 'Sorry, baby!' at my tummy, but usually she just says 'I won't hurt my baby,' then proceeds to jump onto my belly. The marathon analogy is very good. Hope you've managed to put your trainers on again and cross the pain threshold! I wrote a really long comment on this, but it appears to have disappeared into the ether. Can’t remember what I said, now. But I totally understand the ‘touched out’ thing, especially at the moment. Rosemary really does not understand the need to calm her climbing on me and jumping on me down at the moment, because there’s a baby inside. Occasionally, she does lean down and shout ‘Sorry, baby!’ at my tummy, but usually she just says ‘I won’t hurt my baby,’ then proceeds to jump onto my belly.

The marathon analogy is very good. Hope you’ve managed to put your trainers on again and cross the pain threshold!

]]> By: the bad aunt http://noblesavage.me.uk/2009/04/17/my-marathon/comment-page-1/#comment-2891 the bad aunt Sat, 18 Apr 2009 14:53:36 +0000 http://noblesavage.me.uk/2009/04/17/my-marathon/#comment-2891 I just remember my Mom saying she felt like she yelled at us all the time (with 6 kids, she probably was-as each of us I am sure had our turn). But I told her that I thought it was funny that I never remembered her yelling at us. I guess we somehow knew it was just part of the plan, how parents warn us to keep us safe, teach us right from wrong, teach us to behave and get along with others, and mostly to get our attention at a particular moment as we were running wildly through early childhood. As kids grow older the "yelling" is replaced by a conversation or discussion, as kids are able to grasp other concepts. As you know, I feel like my Mom should be nominated for sainthood. You are normal, you are sane, you are a mother! (and a darn good one). Love to all of you. I will share this story with you. We were raised in a 2 bedroom, 1 bath house. I was the last to leave the nest. My Mom awoke from a deep sleep, needing to get to the bathroom in the worst way. As she dashed into the bathroom, there was my Dad on the throne and his comment "the kids are all gone and I still can't have 5 minutes alone". I just remember my Mom saying she felt like she yelled at us all the time (with 6 kids, she probably was-as each of us I am sure had our turn). But I told her that I thought it was funny that I never remembered her yelling at us. I guess we somehow knew it was just part of the plan, how parents warn us to keep us safe, teach us right from wrong, teach us to behave and get along with others, and mostly to get our attention at a particular moment as we were running wildly through early childhood. As kids grow older the “yelling” is replaced by a conversation or discussion, as kids are able to grasp other concepts. As you know, I feel like my Mom should be nominated for sainthood. You are normal, you are sane, you are a mother! (and a darn good one).
Love to all of you.
I will share this story with you. We were raised in a 2 bedroom, 1 bath house. I was the last to leave the nest.
My Mom awoke from a deep sleep, needing to get to the bathroom in the worst way. As she dashed into the bathroom, there was my Dad on the throne and his comment “the kids are all gone and I still can’t have 5 minutes alone”.

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