[life] Uterine support system

So, babies.

Intellectually, I am aware that we aren't there yet. But there is this weird, creepy, mommy-switch in my brain that is being tripped these days by every mewling diaper-clad infant that happens to cross my path. Well, not that screaming, big eared, bloated looking sprog that was in the cafe two days ago, but the majority of them. I get this sinking, sappy, melty feeling in my stomach and suddenly I'm grinning at the wee spawn, trying to get it to smile.

Note all the non-sentimental terms for babies I used in that last paragraph. That is the sort of thing I am reduced to, in a last-ditch attempt to not become a total drooling idiot.

The whole parenthood thing is just scary. People who have been through it talk like cult members. They're all, "Your whole life changes," and, " I never had a real purpose for existing before," and, " You'll understand when you become a parent, joooin usssss....." All conversation is about the baby. The house becomes about the baby. Your life becomes about the baby. It's a bit - weird.

And yet, I am feeling the edges of babylust. Suddenly they're everywhere; on TV, as I walk down the street, in my workplace, on the bus. I know that there are babies all over all the time, but why are they all now staring at me? It's like there is this person inside me that I didn't know existed, and she's starting to give herself a bit of elbow room inside my head. The mother-Karla. The Mommy.

Gah.