My Baby Haunts Me

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I find cliché’s to be annoying. I try to avoid them like the plague, but I don’t want to throw the baby out with the bath water even if it would be as easy as pie. Especially not if that baby is as happy as a clam, or a friend of yours. Because any friend of yours is a friend of mine… unless they are all talk and no action. But, maybe if I didn’t see them for a while absence would make the heart grow fonder? After all, all is fair in love and war. Have I gone too far? I swear I am not trying to beat a dead horse?

But there is one cliché I heard recently that I have to admit hit home

“There are no days off from being a parent?”

Sometimes I wake up and I look at my beautiful baby and think to myself “you again?”

Of course you love them and all that jazz… (couldn’t resist) but sometimes the eternal nature of it all can be a bit daunting. Especially when their idea of spending time with you consists of them trying to rip your tongue out of your mouth.

But lets say you were to take a break from your baby. Have someone else watch them for a bit. For the first 20 minutes or so, you feel as free as a bird (had to), but after some time apart you start to think about them. You miss them even though you couldn’t wait get away from them. The Munch is always on my mind whether she is in front of my face or haunting me in my dreams. I guess she really is the apple of my eye.

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