Having known several people who have had fertility issues, I feel I am especially sensitive to NOT asking married couples when they're planning on having a baby or when a couple will be starting on #2 - anything related to "why are you not walking around barefoot and pregnant 24/7?". It never really occurred to me that may be I shouldn't ask people who are currently pregnant any questions either. I immediately flashed back to my picking up a to go order from a restaurant a few weeks ago. The bartender was pregnant and I asked her when she was due. She didn't seem at all excited about being pregnant or that there is another little one on the way. She did tell me she already has a boy and this one is a girl so she's hoping a girl will be more.........well...I can't remember the exact word she used. I'm sure it was a form of subdued. She said her boy likes to be outside ALL.OF.THE.TIME and it's SOOOO annoying to her.....She was hoping the daughter would want to stay inside and play barbies in her room
How boring. I know I'm not the only parent who feels this way, but I was pretty put off. I'm so over the parents who are so bothered by being a parent - especially when they continue on to have a 2nd or 3rd. I have an employee who was completely incensed that the state was forcing him to provide his 2 year old with healthcare coverage. He has it for himself, of course, but God forbid he enroll his daughter who doesn't have any other coverage!
I just have to say, I feel so blessed and lucky to not only have such a great baby, but a great husband who loves the baby as much as I do. When he wants to go outside and look at the ducks he has seen no less than 800 times already? We go and we crack up at how excited he gets! As he's "aged" he went from squeals of joy, to grunts and points, to calling them with kisses, talking to them with quacks, to now trying to get as close as possible squatting and calling them with kisses as you would a dog. When he wants to swing at the park for so long that he begins to fall asleep, we continue to snap pictures. My sister makes fun of me because I have a 75 page photo book averaging 6 pictures per page from birth-5 months old of his life. I've TRIED to cut out some, but truth be told, I have more I want to put in there! I can't bear to delete ANY pictures from my computer even though they're all backed up on Shutterfly. I love to play with him, to engage, and I would be lying if I wasn't happy that he liked movies now. It's nice to be able to put Horton Hears a Who on the tv and sit with him or be able to cook dinner and still talk to him. He still comes running in to tell me there's a WOOOO on tv, even though we both already know that. I adore every.single.second I have with him and I KNOW my husband feels the same way. He can't bear to not kiss the baby before we go to bed every night even though the he's sound asleep. He stares at him and asks "Dean! How did you get to be SO CUTE?!?!?" Of course Dean says "momma" haha! just kidding. Anyway. With a face like this, how could someone NOT be madly in love?
