The bouncy chair wins
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We held off on purchasing a bouncy chair, just one more piece of baby gear taking up space. But Charlie really liked the one at Gram's house, so we caved. Charlie looks happy in his new perch.Children know best
I’m with my Mom, sitting next to her in a crowded restaurant, and yet I feel alone. I should be warmed by her proximity, by my ability to put my arm around her shoulder and squeeze her towards me. I can swing my leg three inches to the left and our knees will bump together. But she is light years away. She is the earth and I am the moon. She is a falling star glimpsed out of the corner of my eye; I’m fervently making a wish upon that star, my mother the star. I'm in the middle of my life with an established career, strong marriage, and healthy and active children of my own. But my Mom's dementia has only made me realize how much I still need her. There are so many things I want to tell her, so many lessons she has yet to teach me. I think about my Mom's life and my own, the similarities and differences, the choices we both made. We've always been close, I thought I knew her well. But there are so many things I've never asked her, so much about her I don't k
We did the same thing! We waited and waited to buy a swing for the very same reasons. But then, it turned out that Amelia loved it, so it was quite a worthwhile purchase. (By the way, Maren somehow opened up a new window with Charlie's blog in it... must have been telling us that it had been a while since we'd visited the site!) Hope you're well...
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