I don't want to get graphic, but I really needed to go today and since Amelia follows me everywhere, there she was about to play with the waste basket in the bathroom. Until she realized I had a magazine (now, I think that paints the picture just fine). Well, my adorable, paper obsessed, future magazine editor cannot resist that glossy material and she climbed my naked half to grab the pages.
It was a ridiculous scene, but I literally had to go with it. I don't know about you, but I usually have to concentrate to go, not anymore my friends. I think at this point I could go anywhere, surrounded by everyone. I exaggerate but you get the idea.
Now I understand why my mother would send us kicking and screaming to ride the horse with my Dad every Saturday. She would stay home, walk around in her underwear and blast the Julio Iglesias record while she organized her closet. I sacrifice my mother's privacy to let you know that once you have a child, you will have to send them away to feel like you can have time for yourself.
I can't wait until Amelia starts calling me Mama and talking, but maybe I can wait, since I don't know how well I will handle going to the bathroom while having a conversation with her. Ay Mama!
1 comment:
Be careful what you wish for, when she starts talking she will share everything she knows with everyone she knows or comes in contact with. This can be very embarrassing I speak from experience.
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