Saturday the babe and I went to a baby shower for a friend of mine. Since she's awesome with crowds and a very social, good baby, I figured why not take her along. And fortunately she was invited so it worked out well, I thought. The car ride there was pretty bad. It took over 20 minutes to drive ONE MILE to get to the farking expressway. And this is why I HATE living in the city. It's really not all that gosh darn glamorous when it takes longer to get somewhere by car than it would to walk. Argh.
By the time I was getting out of the city, Lovie started fussing. And it took all of two minutes before she started screaming. She was hungry. And while my Lovie is seriously a fantastically easy going child, when she's hungry you best look the fuck out. She's like her momma in that respect. *shrug*
I was able to keep the screaming to a minimum for about 10 minutes but just as I was getting off the 2nd expressway (yeah did I mention the shower was in Kentucky? ha, I kid), there was nothing more that could be done. Lovie wanted a bottle and she wanted it NOW- which was when traffic stopped, of course.
Construction. Yay me!
Fortunately it only took several minutes for traffic to start moving (I think they may have heard Lovie) and as everyone flew on down the road, I pulled over first chance I got and got that bottle in her mouth as quickly as I could.
As soon as Lovie finished her bottle, off we went to the shower where everyone oohed and aahed over her cuteness. I had in her in pigtails.
|Ooooh!! Aaaaah!! |
I was starving by then since I couldn't eat much at the shower (which saddens me as I adore food- clearly!) because of someone who shall remained nameless. :D And I kind of get this feeling that I'll be losing a lot of weight (I'm a fat fuck if you didn't know) soon because of this same someone.
Sunday we slept in. *laughs hysterically at the sarcasm*
After Lovie took a 2.5 hour nap, I dressed her up in her Halloween costume and we went to a local church that had a bunch of pumpkins gathered for some pics.
Can you guess what she'll be for Halloween? : )
We only stayed for a couple
Yeah, it won't be too long now. Wow, huh?
I have no desire to have another baby and sometimes I feel like there's something wrong with me because of it. I really don't have a reason either. I adore my Lovie so much. I adore being a mom. I've waited so fucking long to be one and it's way more awesome than I ever imagined it would be... yet I have no desire to do so with another child.
What the fuck is wrong with me??
That mom I mentioned above with the new baby? Yeah that's her second babe- in less than two years. She has two kids under two and couldn't be happier. Yet the thought of that makes me cringe.
Earlier this morning some dude that works at the place I work, and whose wife had their first baby a couple months before I had Lovie, told me that his wife is knocked up again. And he's so happy. And when he told me, inside I was like, "Ew, why??!?" but instead I said, "That's so awesome for you guys. Congrats!!" And I do mean the congrats FOR THEM part.
For us though?? No thanks.
It actually saddens me that I feel this way... like there's something wrong with me.