I am a baby who has a baby.

Yes, that’s my title. You heard it right. I am a baby who has a baby. Right now, my baby is sleeping next to me, whereas this baby is up writing. Because this is all she does all day, everyday, she keeps writing. With no real agenda or motive but just to write. So, why do I feel like a baby? Because I am one, I know it. I feel it today. My husband is doomed for life. Imagine taking care of a grown up baby. Okay. Don’t imagine because its annoying. I am not a baby who fusses over food, or cries for attention, or crosses safe boundaries, okay the last one might be true. I am a baby who is ready to love and give so much love, who is ready to create havoc in this world, who is ready to throw a tantrum when I have to repeatedly remind you of what you promised me, who becomes a baby with her own baby, who hasn’t ever been cuddled in her life so leaves no stone unturned in cuddling and hugging her own baby. This and so much more. Because babies are adorable, they’re lovable, they bring the whole house down and I do that. I can bring the whole house down and I have the past few months. I am an adamant baby and I don’t give up easily. I fight my way through things and I get my way, in the end I get my way.Sometimes it’s harder than I thought but I am ready to give it my all to get what I want. The universe, God, whatever you want to call it has given me the power to fight it out, given me the right to finally set my path in this world and I am doing it one moment at a time, one day at a time. It’s fun! Hanging out with a baby like me is fun. I can make you laugh, make you cry, remind you of the babyness in you, if thats a word, and remind you that you don’t have to always think like an adult, think like a baby and get your work done. Throw that tantrum. Bring the house down. and as you do it, keep smiling. Babies smile for no reason all the time. So why find a reason to smile, just keep smiling at everyone who passes by.

Try it to believe it.

Lots of Love,

Miss Light