So… in case it hasn’t been clear, I don’t particularly like cooking. But I have to do it a lot. Which is okay, because we all have to do things that we don’t like regularly. I realized that as long as I’m okay with not liking cooking, and not have any expectation that I will enjoy cooking, then the fact that I don’t like cooking won’t bother me as much. Because… I always thought that one day I would enjoy cooking. And then when I realized I didn’t, I thought there was something wrong with me. And that was disappointing. But now I’ve come to terms with it, and cooking and I are acquaintances, but definitely not friends.
Over the past two months with A, I think I’ve learned a few lessons here and there about mothering. At least, being a mother to an infant. I have two main lists: “Things people told me about being a mother but I didn’t really understand until it happened” and “Things people don’t talk about but I ended up learning anyways.”
So I have a baby! She is a dinosaur alien in disguise as a human. More on that later. That might be a lengthy post which I may or may not be able to get to. Speaking of things to get to, I should get to the laundry before I launch on another post. Laundry may possibly be more important than informing you about my little cuddly alien (A for short). A is almost two whole months old. I can’t believe how fast it’s gone.
I meant to post this summer. I really did. I made interesting foods that I wanted to post about and also went to interesting places that I wanted to talk about. Like when I went to the zoo and saw a giraffe kick an ostrich. Literally. Or when I made homemade noodles for the first time because I overspent on our grocery budget at Costco and couldn’t buy noodles. Who doesn’t overspend at Costco anyways? Oh, by the way, the Guy and I made a lot of dumplings. And it was fun! And I’ve been reading a lot of books, and I thought about writing book reviews too, but never did. Anyways. Part of the reason that I haven’t posted either is because I’ve had something on my mind a whole lot and I didn’t really know what to say about it or how about to talk about it:
I have a tapeworm and it looks like an alien.