Everyone who knows me knows that I was the 'most anti-mom, least motherly, didn't really care about babies and kids" woman around. The one who asked completely baffled and uninterested "what do you do with a baby all day long."
And everyone said to me, "once you have your own kid, you'll see, it will change."
And were they right. It's true. I fell in love with my baby as soon as he was born --- butteflies in my stomach and all. When he opened his eyes and started looking at me and smiling, the butteflies only intensified.
And now, at four months old, when I do silly things to make him laugh, he laughs back -- making little laughing noises -- which makes me laugh even harder, which just cracks him up even more.
At these laughing moments, I experience what can only be described as utter bliss and a complete state of happiness. It's like nothing I've experienced before.
I had no clue that it's possible to feel like that and that a baby can make you feel like that.
Had I known that, I would've had one sooner.
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Midnight ramblings of a working mom of two kids.
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