She Breaks My Heart
I’m sure it has a wee bit to do with the extreme pregnancy hormones that I have going on right now, but last night, Pinky said something that broke my heart. I cried. A lot.
Her: “Mommy? After you have the baby, either a few weeks or a few months later, will you go back to how you were before you were pregnant?”
Me: “What do you mean?”
Her: “I mean, like will you be able to pick me up again and stuff?”
Awww, she just wants me to be able to pick her 45.5 inch, 52 lbs. body up, and I can’t. And not just because I’m pregnant, but because she is so long and tall and still practically touches the ground when I try to hold her. Wahhhhh! She certainly didn’t get those long legs from me. Who told her she was allowed to grow up?
