catch a tiger by the toe

there are many many maaany things that i just didn't know until i had a baby. for instance, in delivery the nurse asked me if i felt nauseated. well, no. what a weird question. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...i'm gonna throw up. with all the reading i did, i never came across that little gem about childbirth. what amazes me lately is that i am no match for a 16 pound infant. if she wants to roll over, she's gonna roll over. it's like trying to hold on to an eel. getting pajamas on is a trip on the rotisserie. my friend kim likened feeding a baby to hanging a cantelope with a quarter sized hole from the ceiling. then start it swinging and try to spoon food into the hole. i think about it everytime i feed her cheek.

1 rubber neckers:

WunEyedDog said...

No one is a match for the little wriggler. It's like trying to hold on to a greased pig. If she's getting her nightly massage, she is a greased pig. Crazy baby.


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