I'm still trying to catch up on the blogs I read, not to mention Zefrank. Writing new entries seems so daunting because there I'm faced with the backlog in my mind. I have been awake many hours in the last few weeks, sometimes in drug- or illness-induced delirium. I've thought several thoughts and been more isolated than usual. I could use a series of extraversion explosions. So I'll ease into posting again, lest I start something I have neither the time or attention span to complete.
Let's do some random thoughts about newborns:
- They are so fragile with their tiny little digits and unmarked souls. I can't believe they give these to just anybody.
- Newborns smell delicious to me.
- Maybe if I shower them with enough love and adoration in their first days, first years, I could somehow innoculate them against the pain and heartbreak of life. The thought of my children being hurt undoes me.