A picture from the early 40's

I had only seen one picture of me as a small child.  I was about 8 months old being held on a small pony.  When I saw a picture, my cousin sent me, when I was just months pass four years old I was shocked at how sad I looked and my sister looked equally as sad. I know we were born during a depression and now I feel like the depression was instilled into us as well.
I have spent the greater part of my life feeling unloved and this picture made me realize that the feelings I had for all of those years was baggage I had from my childhood.
I can't help but think that being parents, especially with a first child, is nothing more that an expensive testing ground for a lifetime of problems. There is a real need to have a simple book on the effects we have on our children from day one after their birth.
I saw a lady on Oprah that had identified the different cries a baby makes and what the cries means.  That CD should be as available as beer and cigarettes for every new mother.  The early years of a child's life is their "Golden Years", not when you are retired and the damage is done.
I just recently heard a mother screaming at her young children while sitting in a van.  I wanted to go over and tell her how much damage she was doing expecting a small child to act like an adult.
Just love and care for the little ones after all the are only babies...and expecting too much from a child Makes Me Nuts.

Where did it go?

I just trimmed a new pattern to make me a sun dress. I pinned the pattern to the fabric and thougght I should check the measurements around my waist to the measurements of the pattern before I took the sissors to the fabric. I was 9 inches larger around the waist than the pattern said a size 14 waist was.

I've been sewing for myself since I was 12 years old and some major changes are going on behind my back, or round my waist.  I can wear a size 12 in some store bought clothes and now it looks like someone has been messing around with the pattern sizes.  The sizes should be the same size universal.

I had noticed that my ribs were crowding my hips. I have lost weight and yet my measurement around my waist has caught up with my bust size.  I don't know exactly when this event took place, I can say with any certainty, because I don't measure my waist everyday. I've never been this old before, but it looks like I'm going to have to put it on the calender to do once a week so I can estimate when I am going to melt down to just one large glob.

The other thing that I have noticed a major change in is my eyebrows.  They are getting so long I have to trim them!  I thought about calling some doctor and see if he could transplant my eyebrows into my eye lashes, but after some more though I decide it would look funny to have long white eye lashes that might be tickling my chin by my next birthday. Getting older isn't a lot of fun.