pretty baby
well the last couple of days have been wonderful. my older sister had her baby boy on wednesday the 17th. he was healthy and all was well. i watched her 3 year old during all this. i am absolutely in love with him. haha..i styled his hair in this faux hawk type do with my styling products, which made his hair as stiff as a board. he kept touching it. i asked him what he thought of his baby brother and he said, "he looks like a monster!" haha...i love a child's honesty. the baby was born at brookwood hospital so , of course, i had to go to brookwood mall for a looksy. my younger sister, the one who could have her baby anytime now...yay!, went along, and she would not step foot in hot topic. she's scared of that place for some reason. we went into hollister, and teagan starts crying and begging me to hold him. haha...he was scared to death of these mannequins. it was quite hilarious. these people were staring at us and i was like .."he's terrified of these mannequins.." they just looked at me like i torture him with dolls at home or something. i laughed. i mean...i would be scared too...all those big plastic dolls missing arms, heads, and legs...and that loud thumping music. so yeah...we left there quickly. then yesterday we went back to the hospital to visit his mommy, and when we left he started freaking out. he said there was as dragon cloud in the sky and it is coming to get him. haha...he's obsessed with dragons right now too. he said his mcdonald's cup looked like a dragon. this is why i miss being a kid.
when i was holding baby isaac...all i could think about was how i hope im a good mother. when i have kids...my sisters' babies will probably be in middle school. thats okay thought. ive always been the one who comes around on my own time with anything in life. i guess thats a good thing...i just kept staring at this eensy weensy, little guy and thinking of how he is a miracle. i know that sounds dramatic, but he came out breathing and healthy. that is something to praise right. just because its normal or often doesnt mean its not miraculous. i just started thinking of how this beautiful baby came from the insides of my sister. thats pretty cool...haha...okay...maybe its just intangible for me b/c i havent experienced it. well, im glad it happened nonetheless. now i have to get ready to move some stuff into my dorm room tomorrow. its school time again...and im glad.
when i was holding baby isaac...all i could think about was how i hope im a good mother. when i have kids...my sisters' babies will probably be in middle school. thats okay thought. ive always been the one who comes around on my own time with anything in life. i guess thats a good thing...i just kept staring at this eensy weensy, little guy and thinking of how he is a miracle. i know that sounds dramatic, but he came out breathing and healthy. that is something to praise right. just because its normal or often doesnt mean its not miraculous. i just started thinking of how this beautiful baby came from the insides of my sister. thats pretty cool...haha...okay...maybe its just intangible for me b/c i havent experienced it. well, im glad it happened nonetheless. now i have to get ready to move some stuff into my dorm room tomorrow. its school time again...and im glad.