Suzie's babyhood is a blur.
I remember the hospital...
12 years ago I sinned and judged my soon-to-be mother-in-law. I was sifting through stacks and books and more stacks of family photos. (As a teenager, when I babysat, my favorite thing to do after the kids went to bed and the ice-cream was gone was pour through every photo album I could find. Is that sad? Weird? Bad???) Anyway, I noticed that for about every 5 pictures of Mike there was 1 picture of a sibling. Now before you gasp and sin like I did, know that Mike is the oldest of 6 kids. But ignorant me thought to myself- MY kids will be equally loved and photographed because I will be dutiful and perfect like that.
Are you laughing yet?
And while I'm purging sins here I might as well add the one from when I was 14, sitting in the back seat of a lady's car on my way to babysit her kids ...and check out a photo album or two. As I sat between two messy boys trying to ignore the stench of the oodles of old french fries stuck to the seat, I assured myself that my motherhood car would never smell and never be gucky and never be yucky and never be like this. ...Because I would be perfect like that.
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Please don't go near my car.
But with sincere apologies to my dear MIL I admit that if it weren't for the miracle of digital I'd have maybe 2 pictures of Suzie. And if any of my babysitters have gone through the old photos in the closet they've seen the stacks of chubby little Garret smiles, a few Brenda smirks, aaaaaand not much else.
But I do love my kids equally. ...Cause I'm perfect like that.
8 comments:
So true!! I have about a thousand pictures of Aaron! my other two not so much! Life just gets busy.
I always heard that you took less pictures and video the more kids you have. I never thought it would be that hard to do. But my oldest has THREE scrapbooks while my youngest doesn't even have one PAGE in a scrapbook! I just hope they have have great memories when they get older and aren't too upset about the lack of evidence:)
As for my car, I am too OCD to let it get very dirty. I am cleaning it out almost every other week and have towels down to keep the floor mats clean:P
And this post is PERFECT like that.
its funny how all those "I will never.." thoughts come back to haunt you!
I just played "catch up" on your blog and read the last...hhhmmm...4 or 5 posts, and by golly Lindsay you have a nack for writing. You are so entertaining while so touching while so insightful while so real and did I mention entertaining... all at the same time...no joke! You're a talented one Lindsay!
Can we add things our parents said to us that we said we'd never say to our kids? "I'll give you something to cry about"
LOL..... my other 5 kids will tell you they grew up believing I loved Mike the most. To be honest, sometimes I did. I once heard a mother state that she broke the cardinal rule of motherhood: NEVER HAVE A FAVORITE CHILD. She went on to explain that when one child was ill, that was her favorite child. When a child was struggling with a problem, that was her favorite. When a child moved away from home, that was her favorite, etc. etc. So, yeah. Mike WAS my favorite.... sometimes. But that's not why there are more photos of him. It was because the more children we had, the less money there was for buying and developing film, and to replace the cameras broken by 6 creatively active children. And Lindsay, I know I'm not perfect. I just like to pretend sometimes. =)
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