As I was sayin....
About me lovely nieces Mary and Maggie.
They and my children have grown up together. Dylan goes to Canada with them every year, wonderful girls, vastly different. Mags is a character, funny, imaginative, quick to laugh and cry, heh heh. She always runs to me with hugs and likes to smell me. That's her thing, smelling people. I hope she becomes a lil more discriminate of that as she grows up.
Mary is quieter, a studious but very likable young lady. She is the firstborn grandchild and Tara came a year later. Mary is a very talented dancer, and she has very photogenic dark good looks. She and Dylan are close--every year when they go to Canada, Mary and Maggie "adopt' Dylan for the week. No brothers in their family.
When I was pregnant with Dylan, Sue was also pregnant, two weeks further along than I was. Difference was, Sue had planned her pregnancy and Jim and I more or less conceived Dylan on the notion 'if it happend, oh well, we have a family started anyway.' Sue miscarried, and it was so painful for her to watch me go through my rather eventless pregnancy. It took so much courage to bring herself to the hospital when I had Dylan. I may complain about my sister, but I love her and the fact that she shared in my joy while grieving means more to me than anything. I remember while I was carrying Dylan, I would dream that when I had the baby and gave it to Sue out of guilt. I did feel guilty that I was carrying a healthy boy baby when she lost her much-wanted child. She never did get her boy. She miscarried two more times before finally conceiving Maggie and carrying her to term without a hitch.
The picture in my last post---that is of the kids at our favorite park, Idlewild. Mary, Maggie and Dylan are making the "Poopy's Diner A-OK" sign. It's this funny comedy bit that Mary and Mags devised, talking in these weird strangled accents and calling each other Poopy and Poppy. I love my girls :)
They and my children have grown up together. Dylan goes to Canada with them every year, wonderful girls, vastly different. Mags is a character, funny, imaginative, quick to laugh and cry, heh heh. She always runs to me with hugs and likes to smell me. That's her thing, smelling people. I hope she becomes a lil more discriminate of that as she grows up.
Mary is quieter, a studious but very likable young lady. She is the firstborn grandchild and Tara came a year later. Mary is a very talented dancer, and she has very photogenic dark good looks. She and Dylan are close--every year when they go to Canada, Mary and Maggie "adopt' Dylan for the week. No brothers in their family.
When I was pregnant with Dylan, Sue was also pregnant, two weeks further along than I was. Difference was, Sue had planned her pregnancy and Jim and I more or less conceived Dylan on the notion 'if it happend, oh well, we have a family started anyway.' Sue miscarried, and it was so painful for her to watch me go through my rather eventless pregnancy. It took so much courage to bring herself to the hospital when I had Dylan. I may complain about my sister, but I love her and the fact that she shared in my joy while grieving means more to me than anything. I remember while I was carrying Dylan, I would dream that when I had the baby and gave it to Sue out of guilt. I did feel guilty that I was carrying a healthy boy baby when she lost her much-wanted child. She never did get her boy. She miscarried two more times before finally conceiving Maggie and carrying her to term without a hitch.
The picture in my last post---that is of the kids at our favorite park, Idlewild. Mary, Maggie and Dylan are making the "Poopy's Diner A-OK" sign. It's this funny comedy bit that Mary and Mags devised, talking in these weird strangled accents and calling each other Poopy and Poppy. I love my girls :)
posted by Jules K at 8/19/2005 08:40:00 PM
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