Once apon a time there was a girl. Just an ordinary girl. As ordinary as knocked up girls can be. All blown up by a little baby growing inside. She felt like a hobbling hippo. High heels and makeup were beyond her routine. Not to mention let anyone take her picture. But there was this evil stepsister who challenged her. 10 photos. Being pregnant photos. The girl screamed, used all of the curse words she knew and said NO. But…
I’m still in the in between time. And I kind of like it here. December is the month you slow down, look back and make plans. Plans you will start on in the new year. Full of adventures and new beginnings. The promise of all those things, makes it alright to just take it slow for a while.
Well, in my head it’s still December!
But I can’t keep out the new year, even if I want too.
So there it was. That first moment when you fail as a mother in front of your own child. Somehow I missed a memo. I miss those all the time (that’s why I still wear non matching undies and combine black with navy). But it was never this disappointing. For her.