You know how when you're home alone with your first baby, you find yourself talking to him/her about everything? It's like you finally have a legitimate excuse to talk to yourself out loud. I also used to talk to my cats, but talking to a baby Ironflower somehow felt more appropriate. I mean, all the baby books said to do it. So I did. But I didn't just say things about her cute little toes or how yummy the cereal was. Oh no, I talked to her about everything. Same thing with Lovebug, although there was more child appropriate talk that included toddler Ironflower.
This might be why my children are extraordinarily verbal. Of course, their verbosity could also come from whatever gene drove me to discuss my emotional well-being with my eight month olds. Anyway. . .
ChunkyMonkey has mostly been spared my rambling. His siblings talk too much to allow me my monologues and when I am alone with the poor kid I generally just want silence. However, since the big kids started camp last week I've actually had hours alone with the baby.
Mostly, we've been walking. It seems to distract him from teething pain and I find it preferable to cleaning my house. Anyway, on our walks through deserted neighborhoods I've taken to talking to him. About stuff that has nothing to do with his chubby cheeks and kissable toes. Usually he just falls asleep.
Naturally he was asleep this morning as I ranted about some things that were annoying me. Which would have been fine, if a horrified woman had not popped up from her flower beds as I was passing by. Even though I'd been talking in a low voice, she'd heard every bitchy word I'd said. To my innocent baby. The look she gave me would have been more appropriate if she'd seen me sticking needles into him. Then she . . . . BACKED AWAY from me, clutching her gardening implements. Like I was a crazy person.
So then I started wondering, AM I a crazy person? Or does everyone talk to their babies about their problems?
8 comments:
Bwahahaha! I talk to mine all the freaking time. Hahahaha! Love this story, yo!
People actually look at me strangely when I talk to my bug, especially now that she babbles back. Some guy even said to me last week in the grocery store- can you understand that? Yes dude I have a baby translator. I should have said-yes, can't you?
haha. Love the "lady in the garden" story. And no, you are not crazy!
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the fact that you question your sanity to me makes you sane.
Oh I can't wait until this kid gets out of me and I can ramble on to her too - and I imagine it will be just as inappropriate.
I do the exact same thing and don't even realize I'm doing it. Sometimes I will debate whether or not to get the Lucky Charms or the Applejacks with my little one and get some pretty strange looks. If you're crazy then I am too!
Oh I can't wait until this kid gets out of me and I can ramble on to her too - and I imagine it will be just as inappropriate.
People actually look at me strangely when I talk to my bug, especially now that she babbles back. Some guy even said to me last week in the grocery store- can you understand that? Yes dude I have a baby translator. I should have said-yes, can't you?
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