Despite having 9 months to prepare- baby clothes, birthing books, and dog classes- the four of us were surprised by how much life changed. Each of us, in one way or another, had to become reacquainted.
We were now parents. No matter how hard you try to keep things the same, or life as usual, it morphs your relationship into something much more grown-up..the responsibility is awkward when you imagine your former life and how foreign that life feels (it was only 9 month ago).
The pups that were the center of attention for the last four years, were no longer the babies. They did not like the change nor did they adapt well. There are moments when I am with the babe, changing diapers or moving his little legs and I will see the pups looking at me- staring- longingly for the days that I used to use the same voice with them. I do feel bad…
So here we are, the morning of week 11; the babe, the pups, and I all together wondering what the day will bring. A game of fetch, a diaper change, lunch with a friend…
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