In the words of Natasha Bedingfield, "I wanna have your babies, get serious, like crazy".
In fact that's a load of rubbish, I don't want anyone's babies for the moment but I do feel they are now everywhere I turn.
I'm an only child so haven't been around babies much in my life and they scare me. I don't have a phobia but because they are so little and I have a tendency to be clumsy then I fear I will accidentally harm or maim them in some way.
My irrational nerves stem from the fact that when I was younger I had a child minder for the mornings before school and she had a baby called Ethan who was super cute. She asked me to watch him on the sofa while she did something in the kitchen, of course I got distracted and he rolled off the sofa and screamed until he was projectile vomiting on her jumper. Cue silent tears from me and apologies aplenty. Of course I didn't really get told off or blamed, but that scream is forever burned in my memory.
My friend recently gave birth to baby Harri, and this is a friend who I never thought would be pregnant anytime soon. Most of my friends don't have children, some are still trying to work out how to have adult relationships and others are still drinking their body weight in beer and living for a weekend.
Anyway, seeing her interact with Harri has really opened my eyes to the responsibility of having a baby, it's such hard work and I really salute Mums, Dads, Grandparents and anyone who is helping raise children. All of sudden this tiny person inside you is born and becomes the most important thing in your life. Sleeping, eating, socialising and bathing all take a back seat to the bundle of joy who is so dependent on you.
I know I'm not ready for that responsibility, I have so many things I want to achieve for myself and with TB but it's nice to know as a fake Aunty I can sometimes step into that world of responsibility and view the reality of raising a little one, it ain't always like a Hallmark card.
There are two more babies on my horizon, my cousin and friend, K, have baby bumps and It'll be nice to know some more little ones, and they will be shorter than me.... yesss.....
Love, SGS xoxo.
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