Meow, I said

Yesterday my baby, Celia, was 4 months old. A lady at the store thought I was still pregnant. I wanted to die.

Today Celia ate rice cereal for the first time and she was all excited and I was all proud. Now yesterday is nothing. Everything is nothing. Except me and my baby girl alone in the kitchen, laughing and eating rice cereal.

In hindsight I wasn't wearing very flattering clothes.


Sometimes I call Celia "Kitten" and Kitten "Baby" I hope I don't cause any permanent damage.
Maybe Celia's first word will be "Meow." That would be cool.
I suppose if Celia starts pooping in the sandbox that wouldn't be so cool. But it would be funny.
The first time.