I had a miserable cold this weekend, the kind that consumes your thinking until you’re pretty sure you’ve always lived this way, gasping openmouthed for air and feeling the skin on your nostrils peel away from all the blowing, and the only thing that made me feel slightly less awful is that Dylan had the same cold. Not that I want him to be sick, of course, but if he was going to be sick, it was nice (?) that I was sick at the exact same time so we could commiserate together. He’d raise his red-eyed face from one couch and peer at me, lying surrounded by wet tissues on the other couch, and he’d say “I can’d even remember what it’s like to breathe through by dose!” And I’d be like, “I DNOW, right?” Then we’d split an ibuprofen and cough weakly into our respective blankets while Riley rolled his eyes.

We did manage to rally for brunch yesterday, although I think that might be the last time I drag everyone out for an over-priced affair that features dried-out salmon and the thousand-yard-stare from a resentful employee who has been staffing an omelet station since 9 AM. It was nice having someone else cook on Mother’s Day and all, but I bet ordering a pizza would have been more satisfying and I wouldn’t have had to take the easy-access Kleenex out of the top of my bra.

It was a really good Mother’s Day. I’d just spent Saturday at the coast with the boys while John was traveling, so we’d had some nice just-us time together. They gave me cards and a delicate yellow orchid, the weather was summery and perfect, John washed my car, the three of them trooped off to Home Depot to bring me home a lawn chair I’d been eying.

Also, I asked John to take our photo and I can’t believe how big these kids are:

Parenthood is really something, isn’t it? I’ve been going through a bunch of old posts lately, pulling together content for a pregnancy/new motherhood memoir/journal/whatever (I’m going to self publish and it’s either going to be funny and awesome or it’s going to be a hot mess, but either way I’ll have a record of that time that lives somewhere aside from my archives), and it feels like actual thousands of years ago that I was marveling at the confusing staticky image from my first ultrasound (awwww, it’s … Skeletor?), but also like it’s not remotely possible that I could be the parent of two almost-teenage humans because didn’t this all happen, like, yesterday?

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11 Responses to “Motherhooding”

  1. Karen Pappel on May 14th, 2018 12:34 pm

    What a wonderful picture of you and the boys Linda. So sorry you & Dylan were sick, hope you both feel better soon. Yes when did those boys get so big and grown up. I look at mine (both in their 20’s now) and think the same thing – how did this happen, wasn’t I just pregnant with them? You have a lovely family!

  2. Kim on May 14th, 2018 1:28 pm

    I mean…I’ve been a devoted fan since long before that first ultrasound and if it’s this surreal for ME to see how big they are now, I can’t even imagine how it is for you. You look fantastic and that dress kicks ass.

  3. Kelly on May 14th, 2018 1:36 pm

    Funny/awesome and hot mess are really not mutually exclusive. :) Looking forward to the funny/awesome/hot mess walk down memory lane! :)

  4. Suzanne on May 14th, 2018 1:53 pm

    What a great photo! Such a lovely group.

    My kiddo is nearly five and I feel the same way. Time’s passage is simply beyond my comprehension, so fast and slow all at the same time.

  5. Donna Plumley Brubach on May 15th, 2018 6:46 am

    Right? Right? They were just born a second ago. How is this possible? You look just the same though, how did you do that?

  6. sara on May 15th, 2018 6:59 am

    YAY for the self publishing! I’ll buy one!!

  7. LD's Mom on May 15th, 2018 8:01 am

    Yep. All of it.

  8. Mary Clare on May 16th, 2018 11:53 am

    Ooh, a memoir! Can’t wait!

    For reals, it goes so fast. Just one growth spurt and Riley will surpass you in height.

  9. Lucy Fisher on May 17th, 2018 9:16 am

    Look at those gigantic, gorgeous babies!!! Y’all look smashing, truly.

  10. Ceecee on May 17th, 2018 3:53 pm

    Pretty Mom with her handsome sons!

    Where did you get your dress? Stunning!

  11. Shelie Faulkner on May 17th, 2018 7:05 pm

    Linda, I don’t understand one thing? I’ve been reading your blog for years and how is it that you my dear NEVER AGE? Please share your secret. BTW love your dress.

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