Tuesday, April 15, 2008

So, babies.

(By which I mean small people under the age of 5 or approximately a height of 3.5 feet)

Are cute.

But sometimes not, especially right at birth. The red, wrinkly, skinny, squashed-head look doesn't really tug on my heartstrings.

Force you to become an adult.

And thus our prolonged childhood/adolescence is truly over.

Are great subjects for photos. I will take more pictures!

Of only the kids.


Can smell nice.

But often smell like many not-so-nice bodily fluids, which I am then responsible for dealing with to make the nice smell come back.


Make appealing sounds. New words are fun! And exciting!

Make appalling sounds. That annoy other people within a close-to-medium vicinity.

Feel wonderful in your arms. Upside: toned arms.

Get heavy eventually and want to be carried everywhere. Downside: aching back.

Need you.

All the time. And eventually, none of the time, because they (might, I grant) hate you.

Will satisfy the 'rents that the dynasty will be perpetuated.

You have the raise this portion of the dynasty.

Are sweet. And can be loving.

Once they take notice of you. While they take notice of you.

Make great story fodder.

As long as your friends/family still care.

Make your heart swell with love (or so I've heard).

And eat up all your time.

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So, I'm still on the fence. Weekend with the adorable niece was wonderful and draining and fun and startling and irritating and fulfilling. Maybe I should ask for one of my friend's or family's children for longer than a weekend to see if I can/want to cut the whole parenthood thing. I do sometimes wish that biology would just kick in and solve the question for me. Though, at the same time, I don't think my potential child would want to born out of (er, more specifically, I wouldn't want to have one only out of) manifest biological destiny. It would be nice to make the conscious choice.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

*Ask* to test drive someone else's kid for longer than a weekend?!

Ye gods, you're WAY gutsier than I am!



(Of course, from my POV, this would be Great. You want two?)

Tumbleweed said...

Sure, we'll take 'em! Erm, when K's completely done nursing...