There is a new addition in my family, this time from my second oldest sister. She only births girls for some reason. Seeing how three of her four children are by the same man, he is the one to blame. Science taught me that the sperm of a male decides the gender of the baby. If I'm wrong then do correct me!
Anyway, this is also her second child to be born with ginger hair. I actually got her other ginger kid to respond when I called her "Ginger", but I'm not mean. I want her to not associate it with insults, as it will probably be thrown at her as an insult. As the title suggested, prepare to awww as I throw at you some baby pictures.
|Lil' baby Laney-May. At first I didn't think that was how you spelled it, but it is.|
This baby has had a strange and profound effect on me though. I'll put this simply; I'm not really fond of babies...but I'm fond of her.
She made me feel all maternal, and when her mum was fighting with her sisters, she was holding my finger while I made sure she was quiet and was okay. I even stroked her head to help soothe her.
This is not me. Not at all.
I find babies cute, sure, who doesn't? but they never hit me like that. Plus I was told I'm not allowed to say maternal. I'm paternal. It just feels more maternal than paternal. Whatever, damn semantics.
Does this mean I want kids of my own? No, not yet, I don't think so anyway. I still aim to have them in my late 20's. But I think I am more open to the idea of children.
Seriously, I'm never like that with kids.