To become a parent is the most extreme experience I have ever had. So much love, so much cuteness,
so much beauty, so much joy, so much worrying, so much confusion and a tint of panic!
The 12th of May at 10:09 AM the Cutest baby in the world was born.
So extremely soft. So extremely tiny. So extremely cute.
Such an extreme experience.
The cutest baby in the world was hungry
Really hungry
Eat and sleep. Eat and sleep. Eat and sleep. And the first weeks were gone.
Before the Cutest baby in the world was born I never understood why parents
talk about poop so much? Now I do. WOW! I can’t believe there can be so much
poop in such a cute and tiny person!
Everybody knows that babies cry. Although I consider myself a reasonable
and reflective person nothing could have prepared me for how it feels when
my own baby, the Cutest baby in the world, is crying. Not being able to make
him stop crying made me start to cry.
For a moment it crossed my mind to invest in hearing protection.
Does that make me a bad mother? I never did though.
Going for a walk with the Cutest baby in the world is so very idyllic.
Well...most of the time it is.
But what to do when the Cutest baby in the world starts to cry and after
several meals, hugs and kisses starts screaming when I try to put him back
in the trolley. Do I leave the trolley? I did not bring a baby sling!
I RUN! Run as fast as possible with my most precious cargo. After all
the Cutest baby in the world is inside!
During nighttime the Cutest baby in the world is a good sleeper. So far.
He only wakes up a time or two to eat.
