Tiny little things

The past week and half proved to be interesting to say the least. On new years, Chris and I went to see the new Les Mis movie, and I swear I could feel Spuds move when Hugh Jackman started singing.  So perhaps he will be just like his Dad, or maybe he was just reacting to Mom's increase in heart rate (because lets be honest, how can you not have an increase in heart rate when Hugh Jackman is on the screen?) 

Yesterday I had the wonderful opportunity to hold a week old baby boy. He was so tiny (tiny in baby terms yet not tiny when you realize something that size, if not bigger, is eventually going to have to leave your body!) I couldn't get over how tiny his fingers were. They just kept balling up into tiny fists that might be the size of a dandelion flower.  I don't know why, because I know it is not plausible, but it was weird to not see any teeth. However, I am sure that for moms that choose to breastfeed the lack of teeth is some proof there is a merciful God.  It was amazing to see how helpless newborns are and how floppy their heads roll!  I tried my best to support the head, but then he just rolled it forward. drat. Then he started crying because he realized I was not his mom. drat again.

In roughly 4 months I will be the mom. really!? What I do with it? What happens if he grows up with a weird kink in his neck because I was inadequate at supporting the bowling ball on top of it?

"I'm cute, Mom's cute, Dad's lucky!

Last weekend I found myself in a couple situations involving kids that made me realize I really do not care for many children. There was a baby mumbling to itself trying to decide if she wanted to go to sleep or not.  Someone asked me if I could feel my "mommy juices running", whatever that means, the answer was a soundly no. IT was fine. The next day, I was then surrounded by a cacophony of toddlers. Toddlers with drums. HOLY HELL! All I could do is look at my husband and shake my head no. 

It's a good thing "Spuds" still has some cooking time left. Given my recent experiences, I am not sure if I am ready for this.  However, I did wind up acquiring some baby clothes over the holidays that made me excited to use them.  Holding the newborn also made me more curious to meet my mine.  What will he look like?  How will he be?  Will his fingers be just as tiny?  Should I invest in an infant neck brace?  Drums (please, no), or voice/acting lesions?