Friday, March 7, 2008
I love having a girl. All the girly things you get to do after having 2 boys. You get to dress them up, play with their hair without them saying, "Moooommm, stop!" You have a companion when the boys go fishing, you get to play with dolls again, and baking is too much fun. But by golly, she is smothering me here. If I don't work and I'm home all day she has to be up my butt. She has to be pressed up against me as I work, tugging on my legs as I wash the dishes, do the laundry, & clean the house. If I sit you better believe she is backing her butt up to my lap. I can't breathe. I thought maybe if I just play with her every other hour that would do the trick. I thought that just maybe she just wanted some attention, but trust me she gets enough. I adore her, she is funny, a bright light on a bad day, sweet, and healthy I couldn't be blessed more. But Jeez I need some space. Like I don't even understand why she likes me so much, I'm always griping about her being on top of me. I guess I should feel flattered that she wants to be around me so much and I know others tell me that soon she'll have nothing to do with me, but as for today, I'm just happy she's sleeping so I can type this.