1. I Must Be Insane
Well hello there. I am one of those humans who stays at home with their baby. I think I must be insane. I sit here trying to type out some thoughts whilst wrestling my 14 month old away from my laptop, all the while thinking, “Is today the day she finally succeeds in climbing into the freezer, the dishwasher or washing machine?” (I hope it’s the washing machine because the freezer is far more dangerous.) My offspring - a beautiful blue eyed cherub - is in that kamikaze lemming phase of life. I think each day she wakes up and thinks, "Hmm, how can I die really quickly and dramatically today? Ok awesome, I’m going to try that right now!”. Before I really get deep into philosophizing about the why’s of toddlerhood, let me start at the beginning of my journey. I thought I was ready for a baby. ( Inserts hysterical, somewhat maniacal laughter. ) I thought I knew what was coming because I had au-paired. (Inserts more hysterical, bordering on crying laughter. ) I thought I knew a ...