When was the first time you envisioned yourself as a mother?
About three months after The Dormouse was born. What can I say? I'm a little slow.
Was your pregnancy planned?
Two were. One surprised us and I didn't know I was pregnant until very late in the game. Long story.
Who was the first person you told?
The BabyDaddy. And then my husband.
Were you scared? If so of what?
Terrified... every time. Past experience.
Did you find out if you were having a girl or a boy?
Yes. All three times.
If so why? If not, why not?
I figure it's a surprise whenever you find out. Waiting just increases the chances that I'll have to return that peepee teepee I got as a shower gift. And I hate returning things.
Was the birthing process hard?
Easy peazy. The doctors did all the hard work.
How would you rate yourself as a mother?
Eh.
What would you like to improve on?
Patience, patience, patience patiencepatiencepatiencepatiencepatience .
Why are your children lucky to have you as a Mother?
Truthfully, I think there are some reasons why they're really lucky to have me and some reasons why they are decidedly unlucky. I'm definitely not your average mother experience.
What do you feel is the key to a great relationship with your children?
Wow. I wish I could say I really knew. In general though, I think listening is the most important thing a parent can do... to what they say and what they don't say.
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November 17, 2008 at 9:38 AM
the baby daddy and then my husband comment had me rollingggg! hilarious. This is a fun idea, thanks.
November 17, 2008 at 9:10 PM
Good Answers. I love your sense of humor.
November 17, 2008 at 10:14 PM
Peepee Teepee....funny. I'm still laughing. Who thought that up. And I wish I had. Vetsac was a direct aim and hit in those days.
November 18, 2008 at 1:09 AM
This is great... Having spent much of this week reflecting on my OWN mother, some humor in the craft is appreciated! :)
November 18, 2008 at 5:39 AM
@Lucy: Don't be too quick to buy into it till you've seen what it can do. I think every mother of boys has had at least one experience where the little teepee flew across the room, propelled by a stream of urine.
November 18, 2008 at 6:08 AM
Funny. If only I'd had a digital camera in those days.