Category Archives: kids

Favorite Child

I think I have a favorite child. I know they say it is normal. And I would never tell either children that I favor one over the other. In fact, I am not even going to mention today who I favor most. But I fear that even though I try to hide it, and treat them both equally, I may be giving myself away. Children are pretty smart, and even at the youngest ages they pick up on feelings and moods.

I have also heard that with time mothers favor one child over the other and then it swaps. Hopefully this happens. Then I won’t feel so guilty since they will each get a chance to be in the spot light. But as guilty as I feel, I just can’t help it.

Do you have a favorite child? How do you cope with it?

The Pro Choice Debate

For the longest time I thought I was pro choice. I still am. As long as it’s your choice. When faced with the decision, each time I realized there really was no decision to make. First, let me say I am not judging those who have had abortions in the past, or may have them in the future. As stated, I am pro choice.

Personally, however, it was impossible. And I have never regretted it going through with the pregnancies and having my wonderful children. Of course at the time, despite the unplanned nature of everything, my husband and I were in good positions to have these children.

The other day there was a split second when I thought I may be pregnant again. I was mortified. We are in absolutely no position to have any more children right now. And even more importantly, my body would not be able to sustain a life and maintain itself. I have had two children in less than two years. I know some women who have had more than that, but I don’t think I could physically handle it.

After giving birth to my son my body was completely depleted. I have lost a lot of weight. My body has been weakened. I need to recuperate for several years before growing another life.

Yet, for that split second, I once again realized, I cannot make that decision. I am pro choice. As long as it’s not my choice.

Sick Mommy

Two days ago my back went out. Then, as I sat at home recuperating for the past two days, I somehow caught a cold. The virus must have sensed I was weak. I feel light headed despite being medicated. I am back to work, but my back still hurts. The worst part of all of this? I can’t pick up my own kids.

Munchie is more understanding since she is older and can sense something is up. Also, she completely prefers my husband so if we are both in the same room she wants little to do with me.  Right now I am thankful for this. Disappointing two kids is harder to take than just one. Which brings me to Ducky. Poor fellow has been squawking his little head off to be carried by mommy. Mommy can barely hold him, much less pick him up or walk with him. Consequently he has not slept at night since my accident. Which leads to more exhaustion, and slower healing.

On top of everything my husband is also sick. Damn opportunistic virus. So he is running around being super dad right now, but looks absolutely miserable while doing it. I am trying to help as much as possible, but I am currently about as helpful as a beached whale during a hurricane. Just think about that for a minute.

One day we will be laughing at this. Today is not that day. Maybe tomorrow.