My tired tiny human
On Grey’s Anatomy the relentlessly annoying Arizona oft refers to her ped patients as “tiny humans” and lately I’ve felt it’s definitely true.
After carrying and birthing this child you can’t help but feel a kind of ownership of them. And it’s easy to forget that as much as a child is a part of you they are very much their own person. A little person, but a person nonetheless.
Today we had an in-store mini meltdown and I was unfazed. Not because I don’t care. But because I realize that as a mother of a 12 week old you can act on their behavior, you can plan and you can set yourself up for good days … But, these little people are not furbies. (they actually kind of are … Have you ever tried to shut one up without taking out the batteries? A furbie, that is.) They can be taught to be sure (or at least thats what I’ve heard) but they are unpredictable like us big humans and the sooner you realize that, the better your days (good and bad) will go.