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I have to say that my baby has given me a new perspective and a whole new life. Weird. I always heard about that sorta thing, but didn't really understand. I suppose it's one of those things you have to experience to TRULY get it. He is asleep right now and he looks so frail and helpless. That part drives me nuts, cause I want to protect him from the world. I wish he was grown sometimes, so I knew he could take care of himself physically. Then again, I don't want him to grow up. He's my baby.
His dad hasn't discussed seeing him again. This makes me sad for my baby. I wonder if he ever will. It's in his court. I opened the door. I'm not going to drag him through it.
Jack smiles in his sleep and it makes me wonder what he's dreamin about. He is lifting his head and trying to talk already. I am doing some developmental exercises my aunt showed me. It's supposed to help his motor skills.
Everyday he is a bit more aware. It's happening so fast. He's already growing out the clothes from last week. He'll be two weeks tommorow. I go to the doctor. They'll take the rest of the stitch tape off and hopefully all looks good. I'm taking the baby. I would like to take a photo of him with Dr. Potorke. I just love him.