This is probably because I am tired. But today I'm feeling pretty invisible. A woman attached to a baby - a baby I love and adore, and do not resent. She is wonderful even at 4 am (after I get out my slew of curse words and a few tears). I love her so much and she is the joy and light in my life. I love our little family, our cocoon. Instead, I'm feeling some resentment towards those who make me feel invisible, and sad - the ones outside the cocoon. The ones who say "let me see that baby" and proceed to play with her without looking up once, to see how I - the caretaker, the chauffeur, the vessel - am feeling. The ones who when we FaceTime don't care if I or my husband appear in frame. Who forget that in the past year I had a c section, fell down a flight of stairs, lost a tooth and a gallbladder, and am still in nagging post partum pain. I can cry in the presence of others unnoticed if the baby is around. I've done it. I d...
New momma blogging at naptime, when we have time.