I sat there trying to regain my composure by flipping through a magazine. As I did, I gazed upon famous people....with their toddlers! Awww, darn it. More sadness. One picture was a mom sitting "criss-cross applesauce" on the ground at the park with her daughter on her lap. Honestly, I used to love sitting like that with my toddlers...reading a book, watching television, blowing bubbles, picking "flowers" to tie together to make a necklace. (Insert reminiscent sigh here.)
Problem: I erroneously think I could still manage a baby because I tend to think I am younger than my actual age. Many of my (younger) friends are just having babies or talking about having babies or talking about maybe wanting to get married so they can start having babies. It breaks my heart because part of me wants to be right there with them. It's like because I live my life alongside theirs I sometimes feel like my life mirrors theirs as well. WRONG! Reality: I sat criss-cross on the floor playing with cars with my great-nephew over this past weekend and my legs went to sleep. For real! I had to wait 5 minutes for the numbness to wear off before I could stand! SUCK! STARK REALITY: I actually HAVE a great-nephew!! TWO in fact!!
Pfft!
I'm old.
It sucks.
It's 10 o'clock.
Past my bedtime.
