Cory said to me on the phone today after hearing me go off on another natural birthing tirade "Kelly, you have gone totally baby crazy." And I thought, God, I am! I am a full-blown baby monger! I now understand that feeling my mother got when she saw little babies. I always thought she was weird whenever a baby entered the room. Always wanting to hold the baby, touch the baby, kiss the baby. Even through my pregnancy, I was honestly a bit afraid of babies. Now I feel this strange joy in my heart just looking at a baby. And of course, I can't get enough of MY baby! I can't kiss her enough, love her enough, hold her enough. I am completely addicted to her! The pure biology of this addiction astounds me. I see now what my mother saw when she looked at her little girls and how once the "mother" hormones are triggered, you never look at a baby the same way again. So how did I become my mother? Easy. I became a mother. I remember what a hard time I gave my mother and how I was embarrassed of her cruel to her and even made her cry sometimes. My heart drops when I realize that Michelle too will one day think I am extremely lame. And I too will cry. Then I will remember her as she is right now, my little baby. Barry and I have pretty much decided, barring any unforeseen circumstances, that I will stay home with Michelle for the first year. So how did a woman who at one time was convinced she didn't want kids become a stay at home mom that actually enjoys the smell of baby vomit? I have no idea. They say having a baby changes everything. What an understatement.
We spent the last couple of days with auntie Tammy since Barry is out of town this week.
No! I won't allow it! Michelle, you CANNOT be big enough to hold your own bottle.
Auntie Tammy gets Michelle ready for the holidays in her little party dress...and party antlers.
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