Thursday, January 11, 2007

Seriously, still got my headache

I'm beginning to lose hope.

Don't you wish you could know when it's the last time? Or the first? So you could prepare yourself for it?

I remember talking to a friend about weaning Boy1 and how sad I was when I realized, a couple of days later,there wouldn't be a next time. But at the time, I didn't know it was the last time. Same with Boy2. It totally sneaked up on me. And we were done. I was happy he was weaned, in the beginning at least, but I would've like to treasure those last moments.

And he did it to me again last week, the little twirp. Husband's mother came to Laval last Wednesday to pick Boy1 up and bring him back to Nantes for a few days without us. He's been going there on his own since he was about 4, when he asked if he could. I figured Boy2 would follow the same schedule, give or take a month or two.

We were eating lunch and discussing what Boy1 had planned for his mini-vacation at mamie and papy's house. Boy2 said, "Mama, I will go to Nantes too." I said yes, on Saturday, with me when I was planning on going to pick Boy1 up. "No, I will go now." What? Now? But you realize it would be without me and without Papa for 3 whole days? "Yeah, yeah, I know, I know." He said that with a blasé sort of tone. Can you believe this? I'm getting tone from a 3 year old. Anyway, I explained it 12 different ways, he got it and was sure he wanted to go. So he went. I mean, I'm not that freaky of a mom, and I suppose you have to know when to give them some space. When I walked with him out to the car, he said, "You don't give me a hug, I will give you a hug and a big kiss." Which he did. Squeezed my neck hard and give me a sweet kiss on the cheek and told me I was a pink princess.

This weekend at lunch with family, someone asked Husband if I enjoyed my time without the kids. He laughed and said, "I couldn't really tell. She mostly just walked around in circles."

He was exaggerating, of course, but I did feel a little strange. The house was silent, which was wonderful, and things stayed neat for hours. Definitely a first.

10 comments:

Unknown said...

did he say...come on!!! (that will never get old) he's quite the independent one, that's for sure!

Lorraine said...

Sorry about the headache. That whole growing up on you thing, just nothing but freaky.

Yeah. She's going to be 13 in 2 weeks.

Nicole said...

Christina - he says that at least once a day.

Lorraine - Yeah! That means she'll be over here next summer. And you too.

Unknown said...

aaaah, he does!?! whenever i need a fix, i just listen to that video haha...(which by the way, i plan on sending you once i get around to it)

Unknown said...

So sorry about the ongoing headache, Nicole.

I remember weaning my baby, the one who is now 20 and going to France for 3 months in just 23 days (sob!). I had planned it to coincide with his birthday, so I did get to prepare. Had I not, I think I would have gone insane with sadness.

Enjoy your alone time with Husband.

Anonymous said...

You could have another child- yea right!!! I guess what is really going on is you are feeling OLD.
Yes that's right you are getting older, so just get over it and do not become one of "THOSE" type of mothers.

Anonymous said...

I understand!! Oldest daughter went to preschool this week - I was heartbroken - and she had a HUGE fall while there and got hurt. I am now considering only sending her out of the house if she is wrapped in bubble wrap from head to toe - husband agrees, yet he reminded me to be sure and make an air hole for her to breath.

Anonymous said...

I understand!! Oldest daughter went to preschool this week - I was heartbroken - and she had a HUGE fall while there and got hurt. I am now considering only sending her out of the house if she is wrapped in bubble wrap from head to toe - husband agrees, yet he reminded me to be sure and make an air hole for her to breath.

Anonymous said...

Beth- you surely remember all the falls, bumps, scrapes, bruises you got in the old neighborhood. Imagine if your mom would have sheltered you. Let the kids play and if they fall they will get up you always did.

Anonymous said...

Zeb-Although I know what you say is true, it's just so hard to do - and this was a really, really bad fall. That being said, she couldn't wait to go back at school - so off she went! Yes, I am that Italian neurotic mother that I thought I would never be!