Every now and then I have pondered the question “does the novelty of your child ever wear off?”
I never gave much thought about posing this query to the public, but today I am. Does that sense of awe disappear?
Everday I look at ViviBear, I see this cute little penguin waddling around the house. When I come home she has this big smile, yells out “BABA!” and runs and give me a hug (all at 17mos). I would imagine, she will forever be my little penguin, and I will always cherish seeing her (even when she tells me she hates me, that I am ruining her life, or embarrassing her when I walk around the house in my underwear (with her friends around…well being girls, this may be too inappropriate so better not do that one).