Now that it’s summer…

and all six kids and all their friends are rampaging through the house, I vacillate every 5 minutes between:

“I can’t believe I gave up the good life for this?!?”

“I can’t believe how good this life is.”

Truly, I’ve been surprised this summer at how much easier life is than last year and so very much easier than the summer before that. Moving out of the baby years means that I can pursue some of my own interests, have entire conversations with other mommas at poolside(though I did have to jump in fully clothed to rescue Mary yesterday) and my older kids fill my house with laughter and eager debate on every topic.

As much as I love, adore and crave holding them, babies are isolating by their very nature. Momma must be on call for feeding, regular naps, constant supervision, doctor appointments and long crying jags.

My wise, beautiful and insightful friend, mama, recently wrote about mommy isolation. Her description of those early lonely years of motherhood are so vivid that I can taste them. It’s worth a read for every mama and the people who love them.

June 23, 2008
June 26, 2008



  1. Chelle

    June 25, 2008

    You were so graceful, gliding into the pool fully clothed to grab her. And here is the sign of a veteran mother: within seconds you grabbed Mary, wrapped her in a towel, sat down next to me and said: “Now… where were we?”

    We both know that if that would have been our oldest child I would have performed CPR while you called 911 and we both held each other and cried. ha!

    loved it.

  2. Mama

    June 26, 2008

    It takes a beautiful, wise, insightful friend to know one. 😉 Thanks, Michelle.

    My brother had to jump into the pool at M.’s birthday party on Saturday and rescue my nephew. Good times. My nephew wasn’t even fazed. My brother ruined his Blackjack. He’s still not over it!

  3. Bonnie

    July 5, 2008

    Poor Miss Mary! That would have been scary.

    Ha ha! That rhymes!

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