Not my kind of baby.

Before seeing Nolan’s face, and before holding him in my arms, I would jump on any opportunity to hold ANY baby. I didn’t even care if they weren’t human babies. Give me puppies or kittens any day.

Those were the days where I didn’t know if I would ever get to have a baby of my own to hold in my arms. I didn’t know what it felt like to be snuggling “MY” baby. So, I just enjoyed other peoples babies.

Now that I have No, it’s different. I still get that lump in my throat when I look at a littler baby. I still yearn to hold them. But once they are in my arms I don’t feel anything. I really start to think that I would rather be holding my own baby. It’s not as satisfying as it used to be.

I definitely have the baby blues and would love to have another baby in the near future, but I don’t feel the desire to snuggle other peoples babies.

Is that strange? Have you found any strange ways that Motherhood has changed you?