You'll always remember my name, right Mommy?, she asked me yesterday, floating through the kitchen in her fairy wings and knee socks.
Of course I'll remember your name, I told her.
*****
When you make it through the blur of babydom, it's surprising how much is easily forgotten. Pictures capture brief, fleeting snippets of time - some posed, some not - all goofy, joyous, and proud.
But for each of the 10,000 other moments that were steeped in frustration and confusion, I have no physical record. They sit in my mind's eye, a flat canvas in my head that is slowly fading. Its vivid animation lost in the annals of my tired mind.
The rough feeling of the bald spot on the back of her head that we thought would never grow back. The ache in my arms from rocking her to sleep every night that I thought I'd always have to do. The salty taste of my midnight tears as I held her in the ER after she broke her leg.
That is the beauty of motherhood.
The rough edges that are never quite sanded. The sharp points that bruise but bring texture. The remnants and scraps that don't fit anywhere else.
I package these edges, points, and scraps as best I can, in tidy little stories. Sometimes funny. Sometimes not. For times when she and he and the one soon to be ask me "Do you remember, mama?" and I can no longer laugh or cry and say "Yes, little one..." and recount it like it was yesterday.
For that time when I might stare at their faces, now older and wiser, and grasp their sweet hands in mine and not be able to tell them one single story about their life. Or mine.
They will change and grow and leave and become.
And whether they ask me every day, or never ask at all, and whether I remember their name, or am left to live inside my own head, staring blankly out at a life I do not know, I want them to know my story. And more importantly, I want them to know theirs.
These words will live on past my memory of my daughter's name.
This is my mommy blog.
I had got a dream to make my business, but I didn't earn enough amount of money to do it. Thank heaven my close fellow told to use the loan. Hence I took the financial loan and made real my desire.
Posted by: JuanaMejia | March 05, 2010 at 06:23 AM
This is exactly why I blog. My sister told me about a company that will take your blog and turn it into a book... like a yearbook. So now I record as much of their life as I can on my lame little blog, hoping it will make up for all the pages I never scrapbooked and all the baby book-writing I never did.
Posted by: Aubrey Anne | June 30, 2009 at 11:51 AM
I have a 29 and 27 yr old and collectively these 2 daughters have given me 5 grandchildren. I have a 22 yr old son (I call my manchild-lol!)and 15 yr old (just made varsity cheerleader) still at home. They have the potential of producing me more grandchildren. Here I am sitting on the fence (2 out, 2 in)and can still understand the passion and sentiment written in your post. Well done.
Posted by: Rhonda Walker | May 08, 2009 at 07:15 PM
At age 56 with a single, 10 year old son, I recently acquired an interest in genealogy.. My own mother, thankfully, never suffered from loss of memory until the very end six years ago.. What a shame that I didn't ask her then all the questions I will never now know the answers to.. I was trying to bend the genealogy application to record my answers to the question my little one may ask when I am no longer there to answer. Your post has opened my eyes to where I can put my thoughts, hopes, fears and joyous moments. Thank you.
Posted by: Lyn Soussi | January 09, 2009 at 01:55 AM
Wow!That made me snuggle so close to my little Ava!Very well written.
Posted by: Dina | July 22, 2008 at 08:20 PM
This is such a beautiful and inspiring story!
Posted by: Greer | June 19, 2008 at 12:07 PM
You're probably thinking why a 13 year old would be reading blogs like this one..and better yet taking in the knowledge and words typed on this screen, ..which is by-the way beautifully told.
*I've never lived in the kind of moment you've lived in - (of course) - for i'm only thirteen.
♥But..blogs like this...
well, help me understand the nature of adultry/motherhood.
Of course I can't magically popinto the screen and soak up the feelings and emotion in this story- and understand it., or better yet - live through it.
But, for now all i have is knowledge.
+When I'm 25- or so..
I'll reach this point in my life.
I'll know what to do - and what to say.
Of course the feeling might be a lot to take in at the time, but blogs like this would help me
understand the nature of it.
& when i feel the wonderful feeling that I'll feel - I just might be onto something :)
taylornichelledavidson.[♥]
Posted by: tαylor; [flowerchild.]♥ | June 03, 2008 at 10:27 PM
now I am a sobbing puddle of mommy tears. this was an equisite post K.
Posted by: tracey | June 02, 2008 at 05:34 PM
Beautifully said. And thank you for saying it.
Posted by: caramama | May 21, 2008 at 04:04 PM
Wow.
I absolutely burst into tears at the last line. Perfect in every way.
Posted by: Bobita | May 18, 2008 at 04:46 PM
This post has just re-arranged my priorities! I've been neglecting my "mommy blog" about my family lately to work extra hard on a "mommy advice" blog I'm trying to get off the ground. But it's my memories of my little ones that will keep me warm at night when all is said and done. Thanks for the wake-up call.
Posted by: Lauren Horsley | May 16, 2008 at 12:35 AM
Perfect.
Posted by: Tater and Tot | May 15, 2008 at 11:17 AM
Wow. This is my first time on your blog but I felt compelled to say that you make me proud to read Mommy Blogs every day. You go girl!
Posted by: Christy | May 15, 2008 at 03:56 AM
I like my mother. I wishesh this mothers day. It would have been so wonderful even for my mother. Mothers were facing the same challenges and loneliness.
Posted by: ohne Schufa | May 15, 2008 at 03:17 AM
Can't....type....weeping....
Posted by: submommy | May 14, 2008 at 11:40 PM
Perfectly stated.
Exactly why I began blogging.
Posted by: ramblin'red | May 14, 2008 at 11:16 PM
Love this post! All so very true...
Posted by: Tara-Lynn | May 14, 2008 at 08:52 PM
I'm reading your blog for the first time, and WOW, this is one amazing post. It expresses perfectly everything I feel but could never express quite as eloquently as this.
Posted by: Jennifer | May 14, 2008 at 08:30 PM
Beautiful post about a sentiment I think about a lot. If I didn't have writing, I'm not sure I'd have any memories at all.
Posted by: Binky | May 14, 2008 at 06:41 PM
Why am I crying? Ack, why?
Posted by: Mom101 | May 14, 2008 at 04:01 PM
Amen, Kristen, amen.
Posted by: In the Trenches of Mommyhood | May 14, 2008 at 03:43 PM
How true. I did actually scrapbook my oldest sons trip to the ER, which I guess is a little weird.
Posted by: Janine | May 14, 2008 at 02:49 PM
I love your "mommy blog". Beautiful.
Posted by: Amy in Ohio | May 14, 2008 at 02:13 PM
I think this is the best post you've ever written, Kristen. Beautiful.
Posted by: FishyGirl | May 14, 2008 at 02:02 PM
Thank You!
Posted by: beth | May 14, 2008 at 02:01 PM
Beautifully written. And so very, very true.
Posted by: Dorene | May 14, 2008 at 01:14 PM
And now I'm crying.
That was beautiful Kristin- though it totally needs a kleenex alert or something at the top.
Posted by: Rachel | May 14, 2008 at 12:53 PM
Words living on past remembering anyone's name: for Bossy that happened a couple of years ago.
Posted by: BOSSY | May 14, 2008 at 12:37 PM
Lovely...
Posted by: Emily | May 14, 2008 at 11:59 AM
EXACTLY!
Posted by: Heather | May 14, 2008 at 11:31 AM
Beautiful! Well said.
Posted by: Melanie | May 14, 2008 at 11:22 AM
REPRESENT.
Nicely said.
Posted by: Undomestic Diva | May 14, 2008 at 11:05 AM
That was amazing.
Posted by: Miss Britt | May 14, 2008 at 10:42 AM
Exactly!
Posted by: White Hot Magik | May 14, 2008 at 10:34 AM
you gave me goosebumps.
Posted by: Angie in Texas | May 14, 2008 at 09:34 AM
My mother died in 1998, and it's these things -- stories from my childhood, details about big events in my growing up -- that I miss the most. Like her, without a mommy blog, they are gone forever.
Posted by: Pamela | May 14, 2008 at 09:18 AM
I went from tears of laughter (TNG's post this morning) to actual tears. This went right to my heart.
Posted by: Clink | May 14, 2008 at 08:13 AM
Beautiful. And oh so true.
Posted by: jodifur | May 14, 2008 at 07:49 AM
*SOB* You made me CRY!
Posted by: Amanda | May 14, 2008 at 07:17 AM
That pretty much summed it up for me too. Well said, and even more well written.
Posted by: SciFi Dad | May 14, 2008 at 07:11 AM
Oh, AWESOME.
Did I say AWESOME?
Because I meant AWESOME.
Posted by: the new girl | May 14, 2008 at 07:02 AM
What a beautifully written post. And such a true sentiment.
Posted by: Zellmer | May 14, 2008 at 06:55 AM
Can I just say that this blog is a breath of fresh air for those of us who do not look at motherhood as a perfect experience.
I love you! (not in the creapy stocker sort of way, and not in that lesbian way either)
You ROCK!
Posted by: Heidi | May 14, 2008 at 06:50 AM
Mommy blogging serves an important purpose beyond simply chronicling your children's childhood. Of course, I'm sure you know this.
My children are quite grown (25 & 27) and I wished and longed for something like the internet back when they were young. As moms we were truly isolated.
It would have been so wonderful to be able to "meet up" with other moms and who were facing the same challenges and loneliness. It might have saved me from the depression that struck.
My question is, do you read beyond your demographic? Do you read blogs written by older women who have already traveled through child rearing? I'm just curious if there's a multi-generational cross-blogging thing going on or does everyone stay in their zone?
- Suzanne, the Farmer's Wife
Posted by: the farmers wife | May 14, 2008 at 06:05 AM
Great writing. Well said.
Now I just have to keep up with *my* mommy blog. heh.
Posted by: VDog | May 14, 2008 at 01:19 AM
That was breathtakingly awesome! You go girl! By the way saw the Today show thing. YOU LOOKED GREAT!!!
Felicia
Posted by: Felicia | May 14, 2008 at 01:00 AM
Beautifully written. Exactly why I started to blog. My own mother sugar coats everything. I want my kids to know all of me, the good, the bad and the ugly.
Posted by: mamagingertree | May 14, 2008 at 12:39 AM
Yep - this CERTAINLY beats going through the 8 years of photos and putting them in plastic sleeves with little fades comments beside.
Posted by: jeanie | May 14, 2008 at 12:29 AM
Besides the love, this is one of the best things that a mother can give.
Your words said it all.
Posted by: Jana | May 14, 2008 at 12:21 AM
So many moms told me "write it down" or "take a picture" because you think you'll remember this but you won't. And it's true. I would give anything to time travel back so I could sit and smell their baby heads.
Posted by: Lotta | May 14, 2008 at 12:19 AM
What an incredible post. You've captured it so well, and there ARE so many little things that will be forgotten. I too feel compelled to journal and write and photograph as much as I can. Great writing, thank you :)
Posted by: Maternal Spark | May 14, 2008 at 12:09 AM
(crying on keyboard)
Perfect. So perfectly written. So perfectly true.
Thank you for verbalizing it.
Posted by: Kamrin | May 13, 2008 at 11:46 PM
Mommy Blogs Unite! MBU.
Posted by: All Adither | May 13, 2008 at 11:40 PM
Beautiful.
Posted by: dcrmom | May 13, 2008 at 11:16 PM
It's blogging that makes me feel as if I'm adequately documenting my children's lives, even if their baby books are blank and the photos are still stuffed in envelopes.
Thanks for putting it so beautifully.
Posted by: mothergoosemouse | May 13, 2008 at 11:16 PM
Perfect. Exactly.
Posted by: lmayes | May 13, 2008 at 11:14 PM
Couldn't be said any better than that.
Posted by: Christina | May 13, 2008 at 11:10 PM
Beautiful. And perfect.
Posted by: McMama | May 13, 2008 at 11:10 PM
Exactly. Lovely.
Posted by: mrs. chicken | May 13, 2008 at 11:04 PM
Beautifully written! I love this post. Thank you.
Posted by: Marlynn | May 13, 2008 at 10:56 PM
BRAVO Kristen. Standing O.
Posted by: Jenny | May 13, 2008 at 10:47 PM
Perfectly said, Kristen. Perfect.
Posted by: Dawn @ Coming to a Nursery Near You | May 13, 2008 at 10:47 PM
Oooo, that is absolutely beautiful. Yes. That's what it's all about.
Fabulous post.
Posted by: soapbox mom (formerly bmgmom) | May 13, 2008 at 10:45 PM
Perfectly said, Kristen. Perfect.
Posted by: Dawn @ Coming to a Nursery Near You | May 13, 2008 at 10:45 PM