As long as you want to read your post, it is fine.

As long as you and Hayden are both thriving in your relationship, you are both fine.

As long as there is room for both of you to become yourselves, life can be a wonderful adventure.

I’ll never be able to save every possession that I value from his ever-lengthening arms, despite my months of vigilance. The point of the post was that having a child meant that I have to accommodate him, but NOT sacrifice everything for him. I have never and probably will never be able to do that.

I’m not a martyr. I never, ever said I was. I never said that I love living my life for my son, or that I’m grateful he changed my priorities. As selfish as it sounds, I honestly don’t live for him, and I wouldn’t be happy if I did it all the time. The point of the post was that he has changed my priorities, as children inevitably do, and that I’m beginning to accept it. The glasses are immaterial. I’m sorry that that story stood in the way of my point.

For example, whenever I’m home my mother makes my favorite meal for dinner, even though no one else likes it and she has to make a separate dish for everyone else. Now she doesn’t do it everytime (she’s not THAT accomodating) but a good 90% of the time she’ll go out of her way to make sure I’m happy and well-fed. And I think she does it for those reasons, but also because it must make her feel good that there are still ways she can take care of her adult daughter by doing things for me that I never do for myself.

Another crazy thing she does JUST FOR ME…is always buying Hallmark cards. It’s totally insane and everyone in the family hates how they get those generic cards that you can buy a box of at at time…and I get Hallmark. (Because I truly internalized that advertissement they did that said that Hallmark “shows you care”) It’s silly and wasteful really…and even though now I’ve announced that I no longer need Hallmark for Halloween or Get Well cards, my mother still puts a smile on my face when I see that Hallmark seal on the back.

And if that isn’t THE CUTEST little boy in the west coast! I don’t know who is! You and Ryan have a beautiful big boy! Look at all those teeth!

http://zamejias.blogspot.com/2007/07/22-on-motherhood-i-am-different.html

Am glad you did not delete your post, because I wouldn’t have been able to read it now.

As for breaking glasses, he was too young to understand any consequences of his actions, even though I’m sure you weren’t happy about it at the time.

I think our kids can teach us a lot, just as much, if not more than we teach them and I’ll bet you’re doing a great job.

Maybe we’re dealing here with a cultural difference.

Might be the difference of putting things like expensive vases out of reach of children untill they understand what “no” means, or accept that things get broken.

There is much emphasis in our country at the moment on not accepting behaviour that you wouldn’t accept when they’re a bit older.

Maybe it’s an age difference… My children are much older. I have 6.

My last sentence is not to show I have an issue.
I made my choices and I live with them.
I wanted to demonstrate that the choices you make now influence your life when you’re older.

But, like I said.. just delete my comments when you feel you want to.
I didn’t want to take your happiness, just wanted to add some awareness.

You know, it’s funny to me that my children didn’t even come to mind when thinking about who I would post on. Now I realize they have definitely created much change in me, but I suppose it has been oh so very gradual I hadn’t really noticed it until you made me think about it. Having them has taught me what unconditional love is. Having them love me has brought me pure joy. This was a great post!! And thank you SO much for participating! I have the entries for Day 6 up on my blog now, including yours.