Wednesday, June 3

Hope for the Future Generation

I've been a bit preoccupied lately with my overt ...dislike of small children. Not VERY small children; I still think babies are pretty cute and cuddly most of the time, which keeps me enjoying my job. BUT, with kids older than, like, 1, I'm usually just struck by how annoying I find them. For example, the awesome little girl sitting near us in the theater today, who at every random ad for "turn off your cell phones," or cars, or even the video/sound spots, would go "Is that a movie? Is it out yet?" So much fun. /eyeroll

But then tonight, Isabelle calls to wish me a happy birthday, and I instantly melt into a warm puddle of lovey goo. That child could NOT be cuter. And yet, I'm sure there's someone out there who rolls their eyes at her, too (hard to believe, but I'm trying to be realistic, here). It reminds me that I won't feel the same way about my children as I do about random kids off the street. And that's comforting. We may yet procreate. Eventually.


Julianne said...

Oh yes...all things obnoxious are all things beautiful when it's your kid.

Such is the life of a mother.

The Boob Nazi said...

That's so cool that you're in her life. (But does that make it harder for you?) I don't know the circumstances or anything, but that's cool.
And any children I'm not directly related to are in my "children from hell" book. Hence why I'm irritated that my brother's FIVE foster children are coming on our "family" reunion. (I'm going to hell for this thinking, I know.) Oh and just in case you wanted to respond to my foster children comment, don't do it on my comment section because my brother reads my blog! (I hate being so careful argh)

Kristina P. said...

So funny! Small babies scare me, but I love toddlers!

heather said...

I love that picture of Isabelle - and I hope that your birthday yesterday was fabulous!!! I think maybe we should do a little celebration out in Tahoe ... what do you think? :)

Jen said...

Julie- being in her life actually makes it a LOT easier for me. Instead of her being frozen in time as the sweet innocent little baby that just came out of me, I've watched her grow and be happy with her family, and that's helped me let go more than anything else could. I still have this absurd unconditional overwhelming motherly love for her, but it's not a possessive love, and it doesn't hurt anymore.

Heather- That would be awesome. I'm always up for an excuse for more cake!!