Baby Fever . . .
So I get to spend a lot of time with Aubri. A LOT. I even get to strap her to me when I'm working at Randolph. And she's beginning to prefer me to others, which I like and don't like at the same time. "Why don't I like it?" you may want me to ask myself. Just imagine being the only person who can put your baby to bed. Every night for the next . . . I don't even know. I'm not saying it's gotten that far-- but I'm definitely worried it's getting there. And lately I've been finding myself needing to remind myself that I really am thankful to get to stay with her so much, thankful that Johnathan works so hard we can hang out like we do. And at the very same time I am super glad when I get to drop her off at Tricia's so I can teach my class, or when Johnathan offers to take her while I grade papers (always a Starbucks run in there.) It's just nice to get a moment to myself sometimes. Because this kid is super awesome, but she's also still a baby, which I find myself needing to remind myself of lately. Isn't that weird? I have to actually make myself remember that she's still a baby!


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