“A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.”
Sometimes that can be too good to be true. Having a baby is so hard I am realizing. I LOVE it don't get me wrong, but I think the worst parts are the emotions. No more being an individual, and that's what kinda stinks. I can't just go out anymore, and do what I want. Emma is my boss, and I do as she pleases. I sometimes give up on calling up friends to make plans, because I have this sense of pity they feel towards me. Don't feel sorry for me though, I'm good. Maybe be there for me a little more? I still like feeling like a teenager every now and then...
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