I was told on more than one occasion today that I needed to have a baby. The problem with that statement - and there are a few problems - is that Im 20, with the minor problem of being severely single.
My sister and I woke up early today so that we could go and babysit our second cousin. Her name is Jade. She's two. She loves to read (or be read to) and slide repetitively down a 1m slide. She's ridiculously cute. After our time with Jade we went to meet our bosses 1 week old babies. Yes, babies. His wife had twins. Little Benedict James and Fraye Isabella. Holy Moly. So tiny and precious, you cannot help but swoon when they so much as lift their fragile little fingers. Being surrounded by all these little people has got my sister begging me to have some babies, regardless of the fact thats she's 4 years older than me and at a much more appropriate time of her life to be thinking such ludicrous things, although to be frank that is a very distant future for the both of us.
So much time and effort goes into looking after a child, talk about a full time job, and don't even think about having a social life in the first few months. Seeing this first hand has made me super appreciative of all the hours my parents must have given up to be around for us. Mom, you're incredible, and I hope you know that when the time comes that babies may be a possibility for me, you're going to be around a lot. Perfect your parenting skills the second time around yeah?
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