tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3149345128982934434.post5808986093452281277..comments2023-12-26T22:45:52.865-05:00Comments on Not Afraid to Use It: Second to All But Just As LovedUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3149345128982934434.post-50490827931161188532009-04-01T13:15:00.000-04:002009-04-01T13:15:00.000-04:00This was lovely. :)This was lovely. :)Gypsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14327359141716141220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3149345128982934434.post-32407678561977081842009-03-27T20:28:00.000-04:002009-03-27T20:28:00.000-04:00You know, I used to feel that way sometimes when "...You know, I used to feel that way sometimes when "Pete" would come home from a deployment. He was sometimes gone for 6 months, but Mama had to wait. The kids came first. It was quite difficult, but I loved watching how much they loved up Daddy when he came home. I don't regret one minute...not of any of it...and you know what I'm talking about.<BR/><BR/>Peace - DRiverPoethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01846730934649303857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3149345128982934434.post-43331851473167954332009-03-26T21:05:00.000-04:002009-03-26T21:05:00.000-04:00It drives Sarah crazy that Tyler is so happy to se...It drives Sarah crazy that Tyler is so happy to see me after work, but he doesn't show her the same excitement. I've explained to her that he sees her ALL DAY, and that he only sees me in the evenings. Sometimes, even she has trouble rationalizing that.<BR/><BR/>And it makes me sad when I'm loving up on the boy and he's squirming and reaching for his momma.Irrational Dadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04701066159275266042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3149345128982934434.post-32465247601765194602009-03-26T13:01:00.000-04:002009-03-26T13:01:00.000-04:00The mama's boy phenomenon used to drive my husband...The mama's boy phenomenon used to drive my husband mad with jealousy.<BR/>"When do I become the 'go-to' person", he would complain.<BR/><BR/>If it's any comfort, the flipflop cycle keeps repeating itself. When the boys were little, they were total cling-ons to me, and now that they're teens/young adults, they often defer to their dad about "important stuff". <BR/><BR/>But they still look to me to give them loving hugs, make their favorite food, and just generally be there in case. I'm ok with that.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3149345128982934434.post-6385869726851519162009-03-26T00:13:00.000-04:002009-03-26T00:13:00.000-04:00Well said. Have missed reading you.Well said. Have missed reading you.KJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08490843203917062841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3149345128982934434.post-43733950050312784132009-03-25T20:42:00.000-04:002009-03-25T20:42:00.000-04:00I think we're starting to get here too. Even with ...I think we're starting to get here too. Even with just one around, Sinead and I don't have enough time for each other. We're not a couple anymore, we're a family. Most of the time, that's cool. But every now and again...A Free Manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01038930031019179647noreply@blogger.com