tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post6165099140635425519..comments2024-03-28T09:10:39.441-04:00Comments on ben and birdy: UpdateBenBirdy1http://www.blogger.com/profile/13328557199418095755noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-58654876995162622832011-10-19T15:13:50.717-04:002011-10-19T15:13:50.717-04:00I don't know...maybe it's like Ben's M...I don't know...maybe it's like Ben's Montessori teacher said. Sometimes you just want to be sad. Of course, if you don't, and pie isn't helping, a run with some loud music helps too. I usually get my weeping and railing against the universe and my fury and my prayer/bargaining finished in the first two miles, and then am like the Nutcracker swan boat floating serenely along thinking about nothing after that. It's heaven, that nothing. I've had to do it a lot lately behind a stroller at 4am, when our teething toddler has exhausted all patience. There's nothing better than laughing at the ridiculousness of your own despair on those mornings!Jemimahttp://www.jemimablog.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-72356892460474516742011-09-30T22:09:26.959-04:002011-09-30T22:09:26.959-04:00Catherine, you're amazing. And you're remi...Catherine, you're amazing. And you're reminding me to order a SAD lamp, which every November I regret not having ordered in August.<br /><br />What a writer! What a thinker! What a cook!katy khttp://bigfootchildhavediabetes.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-46347990235948687742011-09-29T00:23:33.510-04:002011-09-29T00:23:33.510-04:00catherine newman, your writing is like crack to my...catherine newman, your writing is like crack to my autumn soul. which is why ive signed in, like, 7 times in the past two days in search of a new post. really, i love this blog.katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07381502511422036462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-8284920086730883012011-09-28T09:26:13.414-04:002011-09-28T09:26:13.414-04:00Oh, God, your words are so beautiful. And your com...Oh, God, your words are so beautiful. And your commenters' are, too. Sigh and sniffle.Kerynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14199238428622959809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-7568406431411518862011-09-28T09:23:57.035-04:002011-09-28T09:23:57.035-04:00no no no, don't move to california!!! i lost m...no no no, don't move to california!!! i lost my instant cheer-upper to california!! (who happens to be ladidah) :)<br /><br />miss you ladidah. catherine: i'm sending virtual hugs and freshly popped popcorn with butter your way! :)Deborahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08452957658420353240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-36724823465924081722011-09-28T08:55:42.881-04:002011-09-28T08:55:42.881-04:00Catherine, check out today's NY Times Dining s...Catherine, check out today's NY Times Dining section - they have a recipe for grape focaccia.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-12371169435692934672011-09-27T21:23:08.796-04:002011-09-27T21:23:08.796-04:00Catherine, the other day my three year old daughte...Catherine, the other day my three year old daughter said to me, "When I'm grown up, you'll be lost." When I asked her why she thinks that, she said, "because I won't miss you anymore!" Duuuude. Break a Mama's heart why don't you?autumnalyssahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13108835393423124610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-13387770819914394002011-09-26T13:52:54.778-04:002011-09-26T13:52:54.778-04:00Or instead of a puppy another baby? Those always s...Or instead of a puppy another baby? Those always seem to cheer me up!<br /><br />I read your article in parenting about fund raising. I hope more schools think outside the box about fund raising.News From Our Nesthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04086025989606702333noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-48127366591972350172011-09-26T12:13:58.074-04:002011-09-26T12:13:58.074-04:00I'm right there with you, friend.I'm right there with you, friend.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-80582227259299837222011-09-25T01:01:20.385-04:002011-09-25T01:01:20.385-04:00as craftsister said, "yeah, me too, wow, me ...as craftsister said, "yeah, me too, wow, me too!" especially hearing my eggs shrivel up. can't I have just one more little baby?Judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04531397997879859531noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-89315577720291361692011-09-24T20:50:37.269-04:002011-09-24T20:50:37.269-04:00Oh Catherine, I can't tell you how important r...Oh Catherine, I can't tell you how important reading your blog is to me. After I'd had my first child I received a bunch of baby books from loving family and friends, but it wasn't until I received Dr. Sears Baby book did I feel like someone understood what my mothering instincts felt like to me.. I wanted my baby close to me 24 hours a day and I wanted to nurse her all the time etc. etc... The way I felt about Dr. Sears book is the way I've always felt about your writing... my eyes well up every time I read your writing because it resonates so much for me and my mothering. I am having similar emotional struggles lately with my children aging and knowing that I am not going to have any more. It means the world to me to have you in my life (even though you don't know me) because I feel more normal and ok in my melancholy ways. Thank you for being so eloquent and expressing what I feel too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-79729151975480095212011-09-24T12:18:21.894-04:002011-09-24T12:18:21.894-04:00chiming in on the SAD light subject... after 12 yr...chiming in on the SAD light subject... after 12 yrs living in winters in New Jersey (after 10 yrs in sunny LA), my husband bought me a SAD light.... and then would remind me "um, weepy wife, have you done your lightbox?" Just an update, I checked out book from library on SAD, and I swear there was a testimony from a woman who lived through dark winters feeling so horrible, and after only ONE winter always doing lightbox every single day....boom. zero zero zero feeling horrible. (apparently I feel I must repeat that word for emphasis! lol) Hugs, Catherine. (from 2kidslife)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-77011198815157460352011-09-24T08:13:30.460-04:002011-09-24T08:13:30.460-04:00Mostly I love you. I feel much the same. I think i...Mostly I love you. I feel much the same. I think it's just the dying before we go frozen and then burst back to life in the spring! <br />You are one of the dearest of all the hearts.megan renehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12786147076832790516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-49761322470270475982011-09-24T00:14:37.049-04:002011-09-24T00:14:37.049-04:00Ah lovely melancholy. I am trying to age gracefull...Ah lovely melancholy. I am trying to age gracefully, letting my hair turn gray, as my mom and her mom did before me. trying to appreciate my floppy belly skin, and my droopy bosom. trying to live in the moment. this is who I am. I am a great me, you are a great you. be glad.deannanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-13180797198888996802011-09-23T23:28:14.013-04:002011-09-23T23:28:14.013-04:00Lately, I've begun to realize that I am someon...Lately, I've begun to realize that I am someone who will ALWAYS be wistful about pregnancy, babies, and young children; happy for those who are in the moment, but also quietly envious. Catherine, I think that you are a kindred spirit, and, really, the sadness we feel over this passing stage is directly proportionate to the joy and gratitude we've felt in our mom roles; it basically means that we've done a wonderful job! Have a good cry, give yourself a break, and know that loving thoughts are coming your way from all over the country.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-70507131019838036172011-09-23T23:11:01.861-04:002011-09-23T23:11:01.861-04:00I almost wrote something after your last post abou...I almost wrote something after your last post about fall, but I feel like my comments are so consistently like, "yeah, me too, wow, me too!" that I thought occasionally I should skip one. But now I'll say what I was going to say before, and that is this. I am always looking forward to fall like crazy. The chill in the air, the beautiful colors, the food (oh, the food!), everything. And all our family birthdays in November, and Thanksgiving, and on and on. I find myself longing for fall at random times all year long. And then, and then... fall comes and I remember. Fall is kind of a sad time, too. It's a little dreary, and lonely, and so melancholy for me, too. A few days ago I was out and I saw a baby in a stroller and almost cried, and it's been prickly like that all week. So, this very long winded post is meant to say, I feel ya. And even more importantly, hang in there. It's probably a slump, a sag, and soon it will be brighter.<br /><br />-Lorencraftsisterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05583285347680507970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-17478081220435662352011-09-23T21:20:49.009-04:002011-09-23T21:20:49.009-04:00I have lately been looking longingly at those baby...I have lately been looking longingly at those baby/toddler days when I could spend all day with my daughter without any outside obligations except walking to the library to return books. Now with school, dreaded (by me!) homework and basketball practice, I feel actual enjoyable time is at a minimum! I'm glad I'm not the only one who still wants the days of having her kids attached to her with a sling! Sigh!LisaAnn4noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-1725901691160350332011-09-23T18:17:09.166-04:002011-09-23T18:17:09.166-04:00I've noticed myself calling the dog "Baby...I've noticed myself calling the dog "Baby" lately. My giant fluffy dog. Here Baby, come give Mama a snuggle. I've turned into a crazy dog lady.Nicolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15212465957211363245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-9780210235225366262011-09-23T17:46:41.477-04:002011-09-23T17:46:41.477-04:00Hi Catherine! I wanted to suggest that you look in...Hi Catherine! I wanted to suggest that you look into the worldwide 100,000 Poets for Change event that is happening tomorrow. I think you would get a big kick out of it:<br />http://www.bigbridge.org/100thousandpoetsforchange/Tabathahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14367572663591077922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-33298771194087025392011-09-23T17:38:23.954-04:002011-09-23T17:38:23.954-04:00Here is the link to the Nat. Geo article for "...Here is the link to the Nat. Geo article for "Beautiful Brains"<br />http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/featurehubErin K.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-53649696148834278022011-09-23T17:32:31.710-04:002011-09-23T17:32:31.710-04:00Hey - There is a really great, thoughtful article ...Hey - There is a really great, thoughtful article in the most recent National Geographic on the Teenage Brain - my kids are only 5 & 7 but still 15 is right around the corner :)Erin K.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-18830866246171140622011-09-23T17:25:05.994-04:002011-09-23T17:25:05.994-04:00one more suggestion: move to california. we just...one more suggestion: move to california. we just did, and there are none of those pesky seasons to make you all emotional. ;))))))))ladidahnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-28538206147067498832011-09-23T17:10:45.783-04:002011-09-23T17:10:45.783-04:00I wish you were not so melancholy, Catherine, but ...I wish you were not so melancholy, Catherine, but I do so love the way you express it. I'll remember the "One day you'll want to hold my hand BUT OH WAIT I'LL BE DEAD" sentiment for my own future use! :)<br /><br />Hope the pie, Vitamin D and SAD light help. And remember, you have a beautiful, blessed life that includes a bunch of goofy Internet aunties wishing you well ...Allisonnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-10578920320937488812011-09-23T17:01:15.351-04:002011-09-23T17:01:15.351-04:00I got a cat like you, instead of having another ba...I got a cat like you, instead of having another baby, and now (two years later) I just got some chickens. Being a crazy urban farm lady takes up enough of my time that the melancholic thoughts don't have room...and I guess four years after my husband's vasectomy I have started to finally be convinced that it worked :)Kimberly Bnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31773345.post-88698160662810058962011-09-23T16:50:31.962-04:002011-09-23T16:50:31.962-04:00I mean this with all love and good intentions, but...I mean this with all love and good intentions, but maybe have your hormone levels checked? Perimenopause (!) can do strange things. Because this "One day you'll want to hold my hand but I'll be dead" does seem....something, anyway. Meanwhile, perhaps a pumpkin muffin and a latte would do your soul good. Hang in!Jamienoreply@blogger.com