Children (well, my child) makes me weak. I love her to death. She's now 1 month old and so does plenty more than in her first week. Yesterday, she was staring at me straight in the eyes as I was putting her to sleep and was making funny faces and just wondering, you know how small baby wonders and stares at things... one of those looks she gave me, a long one. I figured I am hers forever. What ever she asks, I must provide. Mom can be the voice of reason for all I know.
But at the same time it makes me weak. I think that the will to punch people in the face is gone now. Because they are someone's kids too, or have kids, or whatever, but it always comes back to the little darling... and it would make her sad. So the only scenario where I can still punch people in the face is if she is threatened somehow.
Oh, look, it's snowing outside. Must stop posting.
But at the same time it makes me weak. I think that the will to punch people in the face is gone now. Because they are someone's kids too, or have kids, or whatever, but it always comes back to the little darling... and it would make her sad. So the only scenario where I can still punch people in the face is if she is threatened somehow.
Oh, look, it's snowing outside. Must stop posting.
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