My little girl is no longer a baby. She's a kid. (She's pointed that out to me on several occasions.) I promised myself I won't cry when I drop her off for the first time, but I know better.
Sometimes I miss the baby days. I spent the afternoon with friends yesterday, and one of them had her six-month-old son in tow. He was a cutie, and he giggled when I made funny faces.
Then I discovered he was smiling because he pooped all over his car seat. My warm fuzzy feeling was replaced by the smell of baby poo.
I realized I've got it pretty good. My kid can take herself potty, I get a full night's sleep, and every day, I get the best hugs ever.
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I could not agree more!
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Isn't that the truth. While sometimes I long for a baby, now I'd rather visit a friend and spoil their's and then go home for a good night sleep.
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i get hit with the aching ovaries all the time. but like you said then i remembered that i don't need to wake up every hour anymore and so i take tylenol to numb the ovaries pain.
Excellent.
Just wait. When your daughter is older is when the nostalgia really sets in.
As for me, I'm missing the baby days.
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