tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647157930116406632.post604709414600917686..comments2024-03-26T18:32:50.307-05:00Comments on Taking the Long Way Home: Motherhood melancholyWendy at Taking the Long Way Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09934786207724059919noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647157930116406632.post-51966033506385504042014-06-15T19:05:45.397-05:002014-06-15T19:05:45.397-05:00Thanks Sue! After coming home from a great weekend...Thanks Sue! After coming home from a great weekend with lots of togetherness, I'm feeling so much better! Enjoy them as much as you can.Wendy at Taking the Long Way Homehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09934786207724059919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647157930116406632.post-58448906119436010432014-06-15T14:03:57.877-05:002014-06-15T14:03:57.877-05:00Thank you for putting my frustrations into perspec...Thank you for putting my frustrations into perspective. I know it goes way to fast, and I don't wish these years away, but I find myself saying, "it will be easier" when they are older. But the challenges just change I guess. Great post!Sue @ This Mama Runs for Cupcakeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17572556245744093363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647157930116406632.post-27928279873454030502014-06-12T10:04:24.723-05:002014-06-12T10:04:24.723-05:00There's no way around it! :)There's no way around it! :)Wendy at Taking the Long Way Homehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09934786207724059919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647157930116406632.post-23543810109676854702014-06-12T07:50:39.356-05:002014-06-12T07:50:39.356-05:00That's such a great post-gave me a little tear...That's such a great post-gave me a little tear in my eye. My 14 yo son is taller than us all and seems like he and my 17 yo daughter pull farther away everyday in a good way I guess. They are turning into adults and finding self confidence of their own but I will miss how their younger years and can't bear the thought of them leaving one day. But that's life of a mom I guess.Deborah @ Confessions of a Mother Runnerhttp://confessionsofamotherrunner.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647157930116406632.post-15844645010828540842014-06-11T20:43:48.058-05:002014-06-11T20:43:48.058-05:00Yay for you! Sounds like your coach is a good fit....Yay for you! Sounds like your coach is a good fit. I'm looking forward to following your journey!Wendy at Taking the Long Way Homehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09934786207724059919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647157930116406632.post-4465058491645591122014-06-11T12:22:18.355-05:002014-06-11T12:22:18.355-05:00What a tear jerking post but yes, it is so true. I...What a tear jerking post but yes, it is so true. I try to cherish each moment with my daughter knowing she will pull away. It is part of growing up. I know it will happen. I pulled away from my Mom but yes, I went back. Some days I just wish I could move in with my Mom and pester her all day! She would grow tired of me and my craziness but we love each other. On that note, I should give her a call today and chat!<br /><br />P.S. Yes, I got myself a coach! The same one I went to at the end of the year last year. He keeps me focused and adds a layer of accountability that I need.Erica Gormanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16760964844822684302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647157930116406632.post-37262290712494372062014-06-11T06:57:18.770-05:002014-06-11T06:57:18.770-05:00Pretty tough, isn't it? Yesterday I told them ...Pretty tough, isn't it? Yesterday I told them they have to eat dinner with their father and me 3x/week during the summer. No protests from either of them. As much as they want to be with their friends, I'm glad they get it.Wendy at Taking the Long Way Homehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09934786207724059919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647157930116406632.post-50086260862029607442014-06-11T06:55:56.391-05:002014-06-11T06:55:56.391-05:00It really is! I seem to be using it more and more ...It really is! I seem to be using it more and more lately.Wendy at Taking the Long Way Homehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09934786207724059919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647157930116406632.post-5799574093001014342014-06-11T06:52:31.921-05:002014-06-11T06:52:31.921-05:00Wendy! I loved this post. With a 13-yr old son, it...Wendy! I loved this post. With a 13-yr old son, it totally rang true. He's still a sweetheart and loving toward me, but yeah, he'd rather be with his friends and he is constantly on the go. I think about my kids going off to college and it makes me so, so sad. But you're right, we are both so lucky to have a passion in our lives to help make it all a bit easier. XOmisszippyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16816276167373260149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647157930116406632.post-90756519886650719032014-06-10T14:37:34.090-05:002014-06-10T14:37:34.090-05:00Bittersweet is the perfect word. Bittersweet is the perfect word. MILF Runnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03008177381243406920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647157930116406632.post-51180819528724361662014-06-09T19:00:34.906-05:002014-06-09T19:00:34.906-05:00Kind of a mixed blessing!
Kind of a mixed blessing!<br />Wendy at Taking the Long Way Homehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09934786207724059919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647157930116406632.post-65951817181552447262014-06-09T18:59:58.700-05:002014-06-09T18:59:58.700-05:00I don't even want to think of those years yet....I don't even want to think of those years yet...although being able to jump on my bike or go for a run any time I want does sound rather appealing right now!Angela @ Happy Fit Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03759891522942724251noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647157930116406632.post-52876759312914081322014-06-09T08:59:41.449-05:002014-06-09T08:59:41.449-05:00I know exactly how you feel...but when they're...I know exactly how you feel...but when they're big, the free time you get can be a little bittersweet....Wendy at Taking the Long Way Homehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09934786207724059919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647157930116406632.post-7324681616826790202014-06-09T08:42:53.592-05:002014-06-09T08:42:53.592-05:00Wow. That was a little depressing. :) My kids a...Wow. That was a little depressing. :) My kids are 10, 8 and 5 and they still constantly need me. I do appreciate them being little and feel like I want to freeze them at this age, but at the same time they drive me absolutely nuts sometimes. It's mostly the fighting, whining and complaining. But I don't know if that will go away? My husband and I were just discussing how nice it would be to go on a bike ride or run together. It's literally been about 11 years since we did that. stephrunsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647157930116406632.post-42977122386542329652014-06-09T06:52:55.982-05:002014-06-09T06:52:55.982-05:00There are plenty of evenings now, when my husband ...There are plenty of evenings now, when my husband and I are sitting on the couch after dinner, watching TV. He falls asleep and starts snoring. And I think, is this it? Sigh.Wendy at Taking the Long Way Homehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09934786207724059919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647157930116406632.post-47408315544925221182014-06-09T06:18:52.025-05:002014-06-09T06:18:52.025-05:00When Thing One was maybe 2 or 3 she was sitting in...When Thing One was maybe 2 or 3 she was sitting in the top part of the shopping cart yakking away at me incessantly (as was the norm) and the checkout lady said, "don't wish these years away, I know they're hard but they fly by" and fly by they do. While I'm not quite at the stage where they don't need me (well the 8 year old kind of does) things have changed dramatically from when they were little. I think the biggest key to life after little ones is, like you said. having a passion outside of your kiddos. I've seen women neglect this and it's really tough.Teamarciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03843904545493985865noreply@blogger.com