Friday, November 14, 2008

I actually do have proof. Does that count for anything?

I have the stretch marks and c-section scar to prove I have had a child. However, sometimes I find it hard to believe little Red is mine. People who don't know the fam thinks she looks just like me but that's just the hair- she looks and acts like her daddy. This morning she declared that she didn't want me to change her clothes or brush her hair or take her to school. And for the first time ever she didn't cry when I dropped her off at school, she just sashayed up to the teacher showed her the new book she was proudly displaying and blew me a kiss- "Bye Bye Momma." Like get the hell out of here, I got people to see. I love the fact that she is independent and strong minded but it would be nice to just once cuddle up to me or hug me or something.

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