tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821281016940864522.post89215241935367095..comments2023-09-06T20:22:58.340+09:30Comments on Little Boozle: Heart failure.Tashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02216773844356794636noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821281016940864522.post-3967067925061631462011-06-09T22:28:49.039+09:302011-06-09T22:28:49.039+09:30Oh my heart breaks just thinking about when my lit...Oh my heart breaks just thinking about when my little one is going to have to face those things in life.<br /><br />You still get a gold star from me.Melanie Gray Augustinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01531718674624846409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821281016940864522.post-28910783883289234282011-06-08T22:32:53.713+09:302011-06-08T22:32:53.713+09:30It is all just so complicated this parenting gig a...It is all just so complicated this parenting gig and what is okay with one doesn't necessarily fit the other... I have resigned myself to a life of confusion, bewilderment and just not knowing.Sallyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05131518522010494497noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821281016940864522.post-57921497256934826442011-06-07T20:55:13.616+09:302011-06-07T20:55:13.616+09:30ahw you write so beautifully. How I would love to ...ahw you write so beautifully. How I would love to have band aid fixes to for me including :) Just went today through a talk with my 10yo trying to show her how to find yourself and doing the right thing. How to explain being true to yourself if one is still on the adventure of finding who you are. Mmm it is the sweet moments that puts a lot of things in perspective.monARThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18325496703859751856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821281016940864522.post-12651778689773299402011-06-07T20:40:09.307+09:302011-06-07T20:40:09.307+09:30hugs,this parenting gig is hard.hugs,this parenting gig is hard.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821281016940864522.post-76187743157626505522011-06-07T19:43:48.142+09:302011-06-07T19:43:48.142+09:30I think it's totally and utterly gorgeous that...I think it's totally and utterly gorgeous that you're her special person. Lucky you.Tin Can Daisyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01308820474186363522noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821281016940864522.post-26490674134403350772011-06-07T18:44:10.760+09:302011-06-07T18:44:10.760+09:30Oh wow. You're not the only one. I remember re...Oh wow. You're not the only one. I remember reading a quote somewhere about how when you become a mother you wear your heart on the outside. It's true - we'd happily take all their hurts on board to protect them from the sad, frightening stuff, wouldn't we? <br /><br />and I'm sure she doesn't feel gypped by having you as her special person :)Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14432884881847945178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821281016940864522.post-70955066051182099022011-06-07T17:11:58.722+09:302011-06-07T17:11:58.722+09:30take heart, I often think, my parents weren't ...take heart, I often think, my parents weren't perfect, I had massive rows with my mother and I reckon I turned out alright! Having said that, I am not negating you fears, I share them.Tanyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11348847780442947633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4821281016940864522.post-28828167684928609052011-06-07T16:57:52.907+09:302011-06-07T16:57:52.907+09:30It makes me feel sick all that broken hearted, peo...It makes me feel sick all that broken hearted, people no always nice, death stuff. We are embarking on some difficult times with the pre adolescent. Frightening.<br />Be strong.Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04234467488696653117noreply@blogger.com