sort of a downer post
Kinda lonely around here today. Most holidays are like that at our home here in the south. Now, really I'm not all that big into the holidays themselves, but I love any reason to congregate with family and friends and eat some food. Unfortunately, most of our Greenville friends grew up here, so they always have something to do on the holidays. And that leaves us out in the cold, all alone and shivery with just a scrappy blanket to cover our (pretty cute) collective Merva ass. Everybody we can think of is at some freaking lake/beach house.
In fact, if we were in Michigan, WE'd be at my aunt's lake house up near Traverse City surrounded by cousins and old people and whatnot.
Sigh.
On a different subject: I am having one helluva time trying to figure out this mother-of-two thing. Things were going alright for a while-- though it was stressful and a bit of a challenge to figure out how to fulfill TWO small creatures' very different needs... but lately Penny has become VERY clingy and jealous. I realize how tough this must be for her, but I'm going totally batty. I was perhaps a little skimpy on giving Penny enough love and attention for a while as my body flooded with mama-baby bonding hormones, but I've been trying to improve.
But whenever it's just the three of us girls, if Lucy cries and I pick her up, Penny says something like, "Great, I guess you don't love ME any more," or "You haven't given me any love at ALL today!" and then collapses on the floor in a sad little heap. Or if Lucy starts crawling toward me, Penny skitters over to me first and clumsily, roughly (painfully) clambers onto my lap, saying, "No, she's MY mama"...
I even got a book from the library called Siblings Without Rivalry, which I will devour page by page trying to figure something out. Does anybody have any useful thing to say at all about being a sibling or a parent of siblings?
Something's gotta give.
(Hope it's not my clinging-by-a-lone-thread sanity.)
In fact, if we were in Michigan, WE'd be at my aunt's lake house up near Traverse City surrounded by cousins and old people and whatnot.
Sigh.
On a different subject: I am having one helluva time trying to figure out this mother-of-two thing. Things were going alright for a while-- though it was stressful and a bit of a challenge to figure out how to fulfill TWO small creatures' very different needs... but lately Penny has become VERY clingy and jealous. I realize how tough this must be for her, but I'm going totally batty. I was perhaps a little skimpy on giving Penny enough love and attention for a while as my body flooded with mama-baby bonding hormones, but I've been trying to improve.
But whenever it's just the three of us girls, if Lucy cries and I pick her up, Penny says something like, "Great, I guess you don't love ME any more," or "You haven't given me any love at ALL today!" and then collapses on the floor in a sad little heap. Or if Lucy starts crawling toward me, Penny skitters over to me first and clumsily, roughly (painfully) clambers onto my lap, saying, "No, she's MY mama"...
I even got a book from the library called Siblings Without Rivalry, which I will devour page by page trying to figure something out. Does anybody have any useful thing to say at all about being a sibling or a parent of siblings?
Something's gotta give.
(Hope it's not my clinging-by-a-lone-thread sanity.)