tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-637299678197896762.post2717405531404706298..comments2023-09-24T09:08:50.636-07:00Comments on Finding What I Am Looking For: Bittersweet Bedtimepippasmumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07386184818117314750noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-637299678197896762.post-69258613020763971582011-07-25T20:25:40.842-07:002011-07-25T20:25:40.842-07:00We do all have those times. I'm not entirely l...We do all have those times. I'm not entirely looking forward to the fact that I think this fall/winter will be time to get Bun out of the high chair and the crib. It's harder to let that little one grow up, and also harder to make yourself take on the things that you know are going to be struggles because there is so much less energy for those things with two! <br /><br />But I also know that Pippa will have her moments of hurt, but will be resilient and strong, and she will be okay.kittenpiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05215443551546036909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-637299678197896762.post-24856375621424500022011-07-19T16:21:18.886-07:002011-07-19T16:21:18.886-07:00He sleeps through the night for you? I am so envi...He sleeps through the night for you? I am so envious! I love having LB with me but I would love it even more if I wasn't awake for so much of the experience, LOL.<br />Thanks, ladies, you are always able to make me feel like I am not totally insane.pippasmumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07386184818117314750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-637299678197896762.post-44227711225578517482011-07-19T15:02:31.123-07:002011-07-19T15:02:31.123-07:00I'm glad to know that I'm not just over em...I'm glad to know that I'm not just over emotional, but sad to know that it doesn't end! Why I thought it would end is beyond me. My mom nursed me until she was pregnant with my sister around 24ish months. I was closer to three I think. I plan to do the same as you, nurse until Oliver calls it quits, or until #2 needs a turn. <br /><br />I know I will be just as sad when Oliver is finally in his crib. I don't know when that will be. He's been sleeping through the night, but I love snuggling with him, feeling him breathe in the night, smelling his sweet baby breath (did I take it too far?!) :) Thinking of you!GinHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03322213876092601832noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-637299678197896762.post-17419431733698189672011-07-19T10:46:04.507-07:002011-07-19T10:46:04.507-07:00It is part of mothering and I'm afraid it won&...It is part of mothering and I'm afraid it won't go away until they go away.... I remember rocking my girls as babies thinking, "I wonder what it will be like to do this for the last time"....and now I don't even remember when the last time was. I try to remember that when each stage ends, another is beginning and it's exciting in a new way.<br /><br />I loved that I could breastfeed both of my daughters - and I don't miss it now. I loved carrying my children in baby carriers or pushing them in strollers - but I also love that they can walk on their own and we don't have to pack the extra things. <br /><br />Some things don't end....hugs, kisses, and reading books together!Jill Foleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15919221814694982320noreply@blogger.com