tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23068162.post6892743042098153712..comments2023-06-27T04:08:01.079-07:00Comments on ByJane: On Being A Mother - Why I'm Not:: Part TwoByJanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10540902996183063666noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23068162.post-13738679206431130022007-07-18T15:11:00.000-07:002007-07-18T15:11:00.000-07:00ratphooey: what would you have done if he hadn't ...ratphooey: what would you have done if he hadn't been there?<BR/><BR/>queenofdysfunction: very true--never wanted to be a vet, but a ballerina, yes.<BR/><BR/>sueb0b: I was never consciously afraid of what I would do. And in later years, I did the whole night thing without any problem. Maturity is a great teacher, I guess. When I took care of Miss B's newborn, I had no such problems. Too bad my eggs matured as well!ByJanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10540902996183063666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23068162.post-73108721130876824832007-07-17T20:09:00.000-07:002007-07-17T20:09:00.000-07:00I am childless, and one of the reasons is the one ...I am childless, and one of the reasons is the one you stated. I was afraid of what I could do. I have thrown books, broken tables, etc when angry. I didn't want to find out what I could do to a child.SUEB0Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16301963922769609715noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23068162.post-9699742298458859132007-07-17T14:12:00.000-07:002007-07-17T14:12:00.000-07:00I had one of those moments with #1, when he was cr...I had one of those moments with #1, when he was crying in the middle of the night and I couldn't get him to stop. I picked him up and held him and cried, "Why won't you stop crying?" That's when I realized that in one more second I'd be shaking him. Too hard. So I put him down and woke the spousage to help.Ratphooeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12342452167719213621noreply@blogger.com