I know!! Shame shame!! Now she is going to grow up and live at home until she is 39 and never learn to drive and have 33 cats. I am THE WORST.
I didn't hold her because she was crying or because she had a runny nose or because she woke up way too much last night and just needed a solid nap (even though all of those things are true). I held her for a much more selfish reason. Eight months ago, I held a tiny helpless baby and I cried because she wouldn't sleep and wasn't gaining weight and had to wear a weird brace. But now I cry because I hold a baby who isn't so tiny or helpless anymore. She is becoming a human and the days of me holding her and watching her sleep are skating by faster than I ever imagined. So even though my hand is numb because her noggin is resting on a apparently very important vein and even though my arm is sweaty because this kid is like a tiny heater and even though I really should take a shower and do the dishes and fold some laundry and call the trash company, I don't care. I'm going to hold this angel baby.
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