My baby is 71/2 months old. I’m realizing quickly enough that I am on permanent duty. This beautiful thing that I created is growing and changing constantly. Now I understand why my mom used to stare at me all the time. As parents we are in awe — we can’t believe this little thing is learning to crawl, walk, swim, talk and a million other things right before our very eyes.
Should I talk about trying to hire a nanny and being mostly underwhelmed by the talent? Or trying to “work” just so I have my own cash because I can’t stand to be dependent?
Or…what? I think I’m so quiet because I’m listening. I hear her heart beat against mine and it has calmed me.