tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9297210.post501694072413296944..comments2023-10-12T06:08:05.804-07:00Comments on The Second Half: Carolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07697664407174851116noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9297210.post-80431900512402503182008-04-18T18:02:00.000-07:002008-04-18T18:02:00.000-07:00Woah...he looks exactly like my ex-husband when he...Woah...he looks exactly like my ex-husband when he was young, but especially this picture.Danihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16003796796311741541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9297210.post-67852243847696429712007-08-01T19:27:00.000-07:002007-08-01T19:27:00.000-07:00you know, we just moved, and now I'm home full tim...you know, we just moved, and now I'm home full time with my 3 yo. I KNOW a structured day would do her some good. Sometimes she naps, sometimes not. Lunch may fall anywhere between 11 and 2. Some days we get out to do something fun, and sometimes she helps me clean the house.<BR/><BR/>But putting structure on a day in which I'm not even sure what I should be doing feels almost impossible.<BR/><BR/>All that to say: I hear you, sister.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10343348111959867886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9297210.post-16921953256707645522007-08-01T11:54:00.000-07:002007-08-01T11:54:00.000-07:00It is so much easier to say what to do than to fol...It is so much easier to say what to do than to follow through - Don't be so hard on yourself, You seem to be a great mother. He knows that he is loved and can depend on you to be there as best as you possibly can. Just another stage.Bird's Eye View Photographyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08813489889625737678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9297210.post-35569381010281205582007-07-31T17:39:00.000-07:002007-07-31T17:39:00.000-07:00Like you, I give advice, read books, and know the ...Like you, I give advice, read books, and know the "right" things to do. Yet when, after being up for 16 hours and knowing I still have another couple hours of work ahead of me before I can crawl into bed, my daughter fights sleep for an hour, I lose my patience and yell at her. I don't like yelling. Especially at my beautiful precious loving girl. But there you go. We all have those moments.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18112495156197262420noreply@blogger.com