John references Susan’s story about becoming a mother in his Sunday column.
It’s still floating around in cyberspace if you’d like to read it. Sorry, I haven’t updated the site for quite some time and I did’t add the pictures to Susan’s story.
I’ll add it to my list.
Update: Duh! There is a link to the pictures on the left of the story page.
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Herb, Susan, and girls,
That was wonderful! As I was reading I was talking to the screen, “Hang in there, Susan.” When you said people would ask if you were still pregnant, I thought about how I’d heard that myself and at times when I was particularly cranky would say, “No, I had the baby long ago, I just like being fat!” God punished me for my crankiness. Also, when people would say your life would change, I thought, yeah, for the better.
No matter how hard it is at times, there is nothing in the world that is better. My “babies” are 27, 22, and 17. I still like to creep into their rooms and watch them sleep.
The years went by fast.
Do yourselves a favor and slow them down.
It goes by way too fast. This evening before dinner, Camille (she’s 3) curled up in my lap and fell asleep. And I had about a hundred things to do, but you know, I just sat there and enjoyed feeling her warm little body against mine because I know soon she’ll be too big to do that — or to want to sleep in Mommy’s lap. There really is nothing like the love you feel for your children.