My precious babies!
Sandra, 3rd, Patrick, 1st, Michael, 2nd, (me) Erin, 5th, Daniel, 4th, Maryalice, 6th and baby Dawn, 7th.
A sweet blogger commented on my last post and said something I have heard many times before. She had read my profile and asked "HOW did you do it?" of raising the seven children. All I can say is that I had them one at a time..and being a mother was my priority in life. The first two were 13 months apart..I waited a year and the second were 14 months apart and so on. I suppose I could say they were accidents..as I have heard it explained..but when you take all precautions and still get pregnant...it was meant to be. At least that is how I think. It is something in life I would do all over again.
I want to say this. I LOVED having babies. They were all breast fed to at least four months. I gave their little systems a good start..
I loved the smell of my babies and never tired of the smell of Johnson's baby powder and lotion. "Johnson's Baby Cream" was the only "makeup" I owned...plus a lipstick. Living in Southern (dry) California it kept my skin so nice. I nearly bathed in it.
It came in a little glass jar with a pink lid. Now it comes in tube...and I don't feel the same way about it. I have it...but Vasiline does as good. I miss my old fashioned baby cream. Actually it was the only medicine in the house for skinned knee's.
When child fell down and skinned a knee...it was "Mommie, get the baby cream, get the baby cream!" and after a painful rinse and dry the baby cream was layered gently on the poor knee or? As I said...I miss it! Thank heavens I had it until my babes were grown past the skinned knee stage.
I remember I could sooth my babies from another room. They heard my voice and calmed. Even when tiny...
I picked them up when they began to cry. They couldn't talk, you see. That was their way of telling me they hurt, were lonely, uncomfortable, hungry, wet, or just wanted me close. I picked mine up! I don't believe you can spoil a child unless you allow them control as they get older before they are ready to control their lives. Lack of guidance to me is "spoiling" them.
Enough. Everyone has their way of doing things...I listened to my heart with mine. Not what others told me. Dr. Spock was a great guide for many things..but otherwise..I raised mine by heart.
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!
Love and hugs to all of you..
Mona
