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Switching gears: What was your happiest memory as a mother? Your saddest?
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<blockquote data-quote="SuZir" data-source="post: 593905" data-attributes="member: 14557"><p>Happiest:</p><p>-When they put difficult child to my breast just after birth before even cutting a cord. I was not prepared to the feelings i had at that moment at all. Pregnancy was emotionally very tough time for me in several reasons. Even in best circumstances it would had been tough to go through my own relationship with my mom (which I guess is typical while pregnant) and circumstances were all but ideal. I didn't know if I was expecting a baby of my husband or an other man, while labour I felt like total fraud with husband there happy and supportive and not having a clue I had cheated him and baby not being his. And then they lifted that red, slimy, bloody, wrinkly, ugly and the world most perfect baby there and my hormones really did their thing and I was truly, deeply, madly in love for rest of my life. With easy child I knew what to expect and it was also happy pregnancy so the contrast wasn't kind that big, but still an awesome moment that too.</p><p>-easy child getting a 'nicest person'-award voted by his classmates in first grade. And many similar that have followed</p><p>-difficult child actually graduating High School after all the grief school was</p><p>-difficult child's first pro league game ever after all the awful trouble he was in half a year before</p><p>-easy child's first junior national team game in big tournament and how happy he was</p><p>-A moment about four-five years ago at our boat. It was early fall, windy day, evening, we were sailing. difficult child and easy child on their rain clothes and rubber boots, almost white sun burn hair and freckled faces telling about the summer spent outdoors. difficult child middle of his worst puberty (he was late) and easy child having his first puberty mood swings (he was much earlier) but for once working together with sailing thingies (sorry, my sailing vocabulary in English is almost non-existing and I'm too lazy to look it up) nicely and in good and calm mood. Both having the first signs of crossing from boyhood to manhood on them. And sea was so beautiful that evening, sundown perfect and that reddish light on their faces. Just a perfect moment.</p><p></p><p>Saddest:</p><p>If thinking specifically saddest</p><p>-difficult child's seventh birthday. He so wanted to have a birthday party with other kids like all his classmates (he was almost never invited but kids talked about birthday parties a lot at school) and we invited everyone in his class and few team mates from his sports because difficult child didn't have any especially close friends. We have put a lot of effort to have party kids would enjoy, because we knew that with difficult child's social skills those kinds of parties where kids just come over to play and then have soda and cake in some point wouldn't work. Invitations were with RSVP, but only few responded and told they were not coming for reason or another. There were about 15 kids who had not responded and we expected most of them to come. No one did. We were able to salve a smallest piece of that catastrophe by calling relatives and our friends to come, when we understood no one would really come, but difficult child's sadness over it and our understanding that that was how it would be with difficult child also in future certainly kept me and husband awake few nights afterwards </p><p></p><p>Not necessarily saddest but most scary and devastating:</p><p>-A night at hospital when difficult child was a baby and fallen ill and doctors told us they can not promise us he would survive a night</p><p>-Those few times difficult child was missing and feared to be dead. He was missing often, but there were few times when things looked very grim. Like the one they were drag searching a river, because difficult child's coat was found there and his backpack from the bank and someone think they heard something dropping to river.</p><p>-difficult child getting caught from stealing from friends, whole mess coming into a light, having to let difficult child out of home while very little faith of him being able to make it</p><p>-A call this winter from difficult child's GM asking if we could come and telling what they had found out. Going and seeing how absolutely devastated difficult child was. Going back few days later to find that difficult child was totally spent. No spark of fight left in him. Not looking at anyone, not talking at all, looking like dead inside. That awful fear that this now may be that final thing he can not get back to his feet again.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="SuZir, post: 593905, member: 14557"] Happiest: -When they put difficult child to my breast just after birth before even cutting a cord. I was not prepared to the feelings i had at that moment at all. Pregnancy was emotionally very tough time for me in several reasons. Even in best circumstances it would had been tough to go through my own relationship with my mom (which I guess is typical while pregnant) and circumstances were all but ideal. I didn't know if I was expecting a baby of my husband or an other man, while labour I felt like total fraud with husband there happy and supportive and not having a clue I had cheated him and baby not being his. And then they lifted that red, slimy, bloody, wrinkly, ugly and the world most perfect baby there and my hormones really did their thing and I was truly, deeply, madly in love for rest of my life. With easy child I knew what to expect and it was also happy pregnancy so the contrast wasn't kind that big, but still an awesome moment that too. -easy child getting a 'nicest person'-award voted by his classmates in first grade. And many similar that have followed -difficult child actually graduating High School after all the grief school was -difficult child's first pro league game ever after all the awful trouble he was in half a year before -easy child's first junior national team game in big tournament and how happy he was -A moment about four-five years ago at our boat. It was early fall, windy day, evening, we were sailing. difficult child and easy child on their rain clothes and rubber boots, almost white sun burn hair and freckled faces telling about the summer spent outdoors. difficult child middle of his worst puberty (he was late) and easy child having his first puberty mood swings (he was much earlier) but for once working together with sailing thingies (sorry, my sailing vocabulary in English is almost non-existing and I'm too lazy to look it up) nicely and in good and calm mood. Both having the first signs of crossing from boyhood to manhood on them. And sea was so beautiful that evening, sundown perfect and that reddish light on their faces. Just a perfect moment. Saddest: If thinking specifically saddest -difficult child's seventh birthday. He so wanted to have a birthday party with other kids like all his classmates (he was almost never invited but kids talked about birthday parties a lot at school) and we invited everyone in his class and few team mates from his sports because difficult child didn't have any especially close friends. We have put a lot of effort to have party kids would enjoy, because we knew that with difficult child's social skills those kinds of parties where kids just come over to play and then have soda and cake in some point wouldn't work. Invitations were with RSVP, but only few responded and told they were not coming for reason or another. There were about 15 kids who had not responded and we expected most of them to come. No one did. We were able to salve a smallest piece of that catastrophe by calling relatives and our friends to come, when we understood no one would really come, but difficult child's sadness over it and our understanding that that was how it would be with difficult child also in future certainly kept me and husband awake few nights afterwards Not necessarily saddest but most scary and devastating: -A night at hospital when difficult child was a baby and fallen ill and doctors told us they can not promise us he would survive a night -Those few times difficult child was missing and feared to be dead. He was missing often, but there were few times when things looked very grim. Like the one they were drag searching a river, because difficult child's coat was found there and his backpack from the bank and someone think they heard something dropping to river. -difficult child getting caught from stealing from friends, whole mess coming into a light, having to let difficult child out of home while very little faith of him being able to make it -A call this winter from difficult child's GM asking if we could come and telling what they had found out. Going and seeing how absolutely devastated difficult child was. Going back few days later to find that difficult child was totally spent. No spark of fight left in him. Not looking at anyone, not talking at all, looking like dead inside. That awful fear that this now may be that final thing he can not get back to his feet again. [/QUOTE]
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