Comments on: 3:30 a.m.

By: jbantau

jbantau — Mon, 13 Oct 2008 04:34:00 +0000

This brought instant tears to my eyes. Granted, I cry at the AT&T commercials they show at Christmas time, but I still know an astoundingly loving soul when I read about her.

By: ~e~

~e~ — Tue, 07 Oct 2008 22:58:00 +0000

Beautiful!

By: Mama Zen

Mama Zen — Tue, 07 Oct 2008 15:32:00 +0000

This is beautiful!

By: Cheryl

Cheryl — Tue, 07 Oct 2008 14:37:00 +0000

Wonderful post! You hit it exactly right. I so know this feeling. Primal. Thanks for sharing!

By: caroline

caroline — Tue, 07 Oct 2008 13:05:00 +0000

Love this post. I could see this in a magazine, honestly.

Its funny. When you wrote 3:30 am, before reading on I immediately thought of last night at 3:30 am, when my 5 month old son woke up. My mommy ears amaze me. The other thing that amazes me is how alert and ready to go I am at 3:30 am. There are 7 years between my kids, so this took awhile to return to me, but 5 months in its in full force.

By: Journey Through Life

Journey Through Life — Tue, 07 Oct 2008 10:50:00 +0000

What a wonderful temp mum you are! How lucky Valerie is to be friends with your daughter and to be able to receive the extra nuturing you gave her.

By: Guilty Secret

Guilty Secret — Tue, 07 Oct 2008 10:08:00 +0000

I hope it will be just like this when my siblings and I start having children - a community of mamas.

By: Karen Maezen Miller

Karen Maezen Miller — Tue, 07 Oct 2008 04:58:00 +0000

Mama to one, mama to all, that's what a mama is. Bravo.

By: Mama Mara

Mama Mara — Tue, 07 Oct 2008 02:57:00 +0000

Makes me want to call you at 3:30 in the morning, when I wake up scared and lonely and just need a hug. And maybe some cocoa.

Good mommy!

By: Jade

Jade — Tue, 07 Oct 2008 01:55:00 +0000

All the children are lucky you're on mama-duty. I knew moms like you when I was a girl: moms who treated me as one of their own when I was at their house, and would protect me and love me and comfort me just as they would their own child. It's a nice thing, when young and scared, and to be protected and loved simply because you're someone's child and you deserve it.