My son has a big bald head. Very buddha. Very right wing skinhead. Whichever way I look at it, its still disturbingly cute to me. As for the triple chin, the farts he makes like an old man who eats too many rich tea biscuits, and the rear end rumblings that reach 7.5 on the poop-richter scale, well, it just makes me smile.
And dry-heave all at the same glorious time.)
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Um, let's go with Buddha eh? Although it doesn't seem he's as serene as the enlightened one lol.
Dry heaving? Haven't you gotten used to the never-ending pooh smell yet then? Ewwww :P
too cute !
oh my gosh, Khairun, look at that face! he is absolutely adorable, and with a personality already!
and yes.. the transition is terrible, isn't it? no one tells you. they just say that you won't sleep a lot; they don't mention the complete freak out of responsibility that occurs daily.
it DOES get better. you WILL be that confident mother walking down the street with her baby. you WILL find your art again.
just let it go for about eight months, and enjoy the reruns on TV. you will look back on this time and smile, i promise.
xoxo
oh I totally agree with Shelley. On the art front... I am doing my art more than ever -- because I neeeeed it that much more. It's my own, my refuge and my way of documenting life all at the same time.
Your posts crack me up and make me empathize with you all at the same time. You are a great writer!
Isaac is SO darling. Check out those arm rolls!
:)
Kate
Thank you for the lovely comments!
You son is very very beautiful Khairun, full of expression:-)
It's simply adorable and I am very happy that everything is going well!!!
A lot of kisses for all family!!!
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