weeeird. There's this little person living in our apartment. It's so surreal. I haven't yet gotten used to the idea that she's here to stay. To think she was inside my body not 10 days ago... it's too strange to ponder for long.
It's strange to be a new mom. It's kind of like being a teenager again. I have no job to report to every day. I'm all sorts of hormonal & crazy mood-swingy. I'm up till dawn almost every day. I am becoming familiar again with the TV schedule for insomniacs, lol.
The bonding thing. I don't get it. Or at least it's not what I expected it to be. I didn't have that moment after the birth or when I held her for the first time where everything changed. I still am feeling pretty much in shock. I don't really feel like that much has changed.
Is it weird that I keep forgetting her name?


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So I go in and she's all poutyface with the lower lip stuck out & the eyes all about to go teary. I go, "what's the matter, Peanut?" and I give the bears a spin. She INstantly goes grinning. Like full toothless YIPPEE! kind of grin. I was all, 'You little brat! You just wanted someone to come and spin the bears for you."
I stood there & spun the bears for 20 minutes while she ignored me completely & just giggled & cooed & kicked her feet excitedly in her little feetsy pajamas and flailed her arms about gleefully. It was hysterical!
She's all stuffy/runny and cough/sneezy. But she's in surprizingly good spirits nonetheless. Such a good girl. 
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