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<blockquote data-quote="Shari" data-source="post: 153837" data-attributes="member: 1848"><p>Interesting timing.</p><p> </p><p>Both of my bio's were "oops" babies. My difficult child 1 came as an added bonus to a marriage. I love them all.</p><p> </p><p>I always dreamed of having a "planned" baby. One that I was truly happy about (was young with the first, was being cheated on with the second...so neither were particularly "happy" pregnancies...) When difficult child 2 was finally undeniably a difficult child, I became pretty adamant that there would be no more. I can't do it.</p><p> </p><p>Funny little thing happened yesterday, tho. </p><p> </p><p>We have a tradition in our house. We buy little wicker baskets at garage sales and Goodwill all thru the year, then on April 30, we fill them with cut flowers and deliver them in old May Day Basketing fashion - hang the basket on the door, knock, and run away. The kids love it.</p><p> </p><p>Somewhere along the way, in purchasing baskets this past year, some little pamphlets rubber banded together were in one of the baskets. </p><p> </p><p>They've laid on the kitchen table since May Day, untouched. Saturday, I picked them up. Who knows why. They were obviously spiritual/religious type little pamphlets on various subjects, but one caught my eye and I read it. It was called "Born with Wings". The topic was not obvious from the title or cover.</p><p> </p><p>The story inside was a woman who's 4th son was born without arms and her struggles and torments as this child's parent. Along the way, tho, she met a young lady who was born a quadrapalegic, but was not her parents' last child. And she said "I'm so glad my parents' world didn't end with me." She encouraged them to have the large family they always dreamed of. I think they ended up with 3 or 4 more boys.</p><p> </p><p>That little statement has been lingering in my noggin for the past 56 or so hours. I've given up a lot of dreams for my difficult children...I think I need to revisit this one.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Shari, post: 153837, member: 1848"] Interesting timing. Both of my bio's were "oops" babies. My difficult child 1 came as an added bonus to a marriage. I love them all. I always dreamed of having a "planned" baby. One that I was truly happy about (was young with the first, was being cheated on with the second...so neither were particularly "happy" pregnancies...) When difficult child 2 was finally undeniably a difficult child, I became pretty adamant that there would be no more. I can't do it. Funny little thing happened yesterday, tho. We have a tradition in our house. We buy little wicker baskets at garage sales and Goodwill all thru the year, then on April 30, we fill them with cut flowers and deliver them in old May Day Basketing fashion - hang the basket on the door, knock, and run away. The kids love it. Somewhere along the way, in purchasing baskets this past year, some little pamphlets rubber banded together were in one of the baskets. They've laid on the kitchen table since May Day, untouched. Saturday, I picked them up. Who knows why. They were obviously spiritual/religious type little pamphlets on various subjects, but one caught my eye and I read it. It was called "Born with Wings". The topic was not obvious from the title or cover. The story inside was a woman who's 4th son was born without arms and her struggles and torments as this child's parent. Along the way, tho, she met a young lady who was born a quadrapalegic, but was not her parents' last child. And she said "I'm so glad my parents' world didn't end with me." She encouraged them to have the large family they always dreamed of. I think they ended up with 3 or 4 more boys. That little statement has been lingering in my noggin for the past 56 or so hours. I've given up a lot of dreams for my difficult children...I think I need to revisit this one. [/QUOTE]
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