Before I had kids I thought I wasn’t a baby person
Before I had kids I was convinced that I wasn’t a baby person – I never had the urge to hold other people’s babies and the one time I had to babysit an infant I was totally stressed out the whole time. Older children were always a bit more fun and relaxing to be around.
Now that I have kids of my own I can say that I’m still not a baby person :)
I enjoyed having babies (because they were MINE), but I’m enjoying my kids so much more now that they’re both in a decent age.
Oskar, of course, is a total joy. Most of the time he’s very sensible and doesn’t rebel or argue. I love chatting to him about Important Stuff – lately that’s included a discussion on drugs and on how babies grow in mommies’ tummies. I love sharing information with him and knowing that his little brain will retain part of that information forever.
Oliver is still going through a very clingy phase, but if that is his version of the terrible-twos/threes then I can handle it. Other than that, he’s a certified Big Boy – he’s been toilet trained for almost 18 months now and can finally even get his own pants down; soon he’ll be able to wipe his bum as well and then I won’t know what to do with all my free time :) He loves to play with Oskar’s Lego and when Oskar is drawing or doing homework, he also draws or “writes”.
It’s awesome. Two kids sitting down at a table drawing. It’s so nice not have to change anyone’s nappies or to have to wipe someone’s face (and furniture) clean from mashed somethingorother and in general not having someone who needs hands on attention 110% of the time.
I’m starting to feel free and normal, and I cannot understand how some people LOVE babies – babies are so exhausting and they can’t tell you funny stories and write/draw you rainbows and love notes :)
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