Figuring it out.
Snowbaby: Mommy, does EVERYBODY have TWO mommies?
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Snowbaby: Mommy, Mommy Sarah was not mean to me.
Me: I’m really glad! I’m glad you had fun.
Snowbaby: Mommy, is Mommy Sarah my Mommy?
Me: Yes, she is.
Snowbaby: YOU MY MOMMY.
Me: Yes, you have two Mommies.
Snowbaby (pointing to a large group of women): Are they Mommy too?
Me: No, they aren’t your mommy.
Snowbaby: Mommy, are you always gonna be my mommy?
May 6th, 2008 at 12:42 pm
Oh, that last line made me tear up a little bit… I just want to give you all big hugs!
May 6th, 2008 at 12:52 pm
from her precious mouth to God’s ear…..
i’m crying at my desk….
you have a heart of gold
May 6th, 2008 at 1:31 pm
Ouch! How you would love to say YES YES YES
May 6th, 2008 at 1:31 pm
And then you ripped your heart out and set it on fire.
I hope that soon you can tell her yes. I hope I hope.
May 6th, 2008 at 2:25 pm
Tell her you will always be her mommy in your heart! That isn’t a lie.. and it might set her at ease.
May 6th, 2008 at 2:53 pm
Before I read any of the comments I was going to say that last line just broke my heart.
Looks like I’m not the only one!
May 6th, 2008 at 2:56 pm
I think I would answer that I will always love her like a mommy, and that I would be her mommy as long as she needed me to be.
I’m sorry you all are going through this very rough road, and no matter how it turns out, that it works well for everyone involved.
May 6th, 2008 at 3:26 pm
I have to confess, I wondered what you answered. I hope you gave that sweetie a big ol’ hug though.
Wish we could reach through the screen and give one to you.
May 6th, 2008 at 3:50 pm
That questions kills me. There is no good answer.
May 6th, 2008 at 3:51 pm
I hope it comforts you to hear that this is an issue that is often harder for the mommies than for the children. When my daughter shared in kindergarten about visiting her mother for a birthday extravaganza, the other children were totally wondering where their birthday mother was hiding out. The teacher was really laughing when she told me about it.
Now, at age nearly 13, DD has no problem having a birthday mother and the old reliable mother. She knows what to expect (and not to expect) from each. (In fact, she is reading over my shoulder as I write and is wondering aloud about the horse she “ordered” from birthday mother. hahaha.)
I hope you get to this place of peace as time moves on. The sooner the better. It is nice to be the mother with the answers
May 6th, 2008 at 3:55 pm
Oh, that hurts!
May 6th, 2008 at 6:49 pm
Wow….that is heartbreaking….
May 7th, 2008 at 8:26 am
Boy that is a hard spot. No words just {{hugs}}
May 10th, 2008 at 1:51 pm
ooooo tugging the heartstrings.