Oh, shit. I've caught the baby bug.
I spent a weekend with the cuuuuutest fucking two-year-old ever. Ever.
Complete with tummy rubbing and Barney watching and diaper changing and tantrum mitigating, I'm hooked. I want to be a mom. I'm a natural. Candace love the kids.
I knew when I figured that her juice had too high a sugar content that I was made for this. My mom, also a natural at nurturing, obviously passed this sweet gene on to me. I was born for motherhood. I could make the next president. Maybe not. I'm too liberal and artsy for that shit. Still. I could make a pretty well-to-do motherfucking human.
I'm vulgar and lost and self defecating, but goddamnit, I can love. And what else does a little future need besides love?
3 comments:
awwww ... you really caught it!!! xoxo hun!!! wishing you all thee best!!
I'm telling the kids you thought another kid is the cuuuuuutest ever. Then, they will hate you & love only me!
we're peas in a pod both yearning to give the love only a mother knows. You'll be a great mommy & auntie!
xoxo
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