yo-ho, yo-ho, is a baby's life for me? - Page 2
The last part of a baby's job seems all too easy for my daughter. Sometimes I wish she weren't quite so adept at filling her diaper. Again, I find myself all too envious at her ability when her birth is giving me a bit of complication in this area.
I don't really relish the idea of getting to a point where I need adult diapers. But I have to admit, I wouldn't argue if someone told me my only responsibilities for a month or so would be to eat, sleep and poop.
A baby's life might be the life for me after all.
This is an original post to Chicago Moms Blog. When Melanie is coherent enough to string two sentences together, you can find her at her personal blog, tales from the crib. She also writes for Blissfully Domestic.