Who Am I? | Thriftanista in the City


Who Am I?

When I was pregnant, I overheard a mother talking to her toddler son and she was super-overly-dramatical (new word) about some project he did in school. I thought to myself, how am I ever going to be able to get that excited over some scribbles on a piece of paper? I just knew she had be faking that level of excitement until I walked into her room this morning. 

Little Miss woke up this morning roaring and babbling to herself.  I prefer that so much more than screaming her head off. I walked into her room to find her on her STOMACH! She rolled over! EEEE! No easy feat especially with her humongous sleep sack on. I had been waiting for this "milestone". I was excitedly squealing and scooped her up in a big hug. I could tell she was pleased with herself too. Normally she doesn't like being on her stomach. 

This is one of those moments where I ask myself "who am I"? It's just such an unexpected response from me. I'm rarely ever super-overly-dramatical. I wear a poker face 90% of the time. I had the poker face on even in my wedding pictures. I asked the question again when I decided to document her accomplishment.

Cheers to you, Baby!
Talk to me about a time when you were so over the top you didn't recognize yourself (non baby stories are welcome). Tell me about your super-overly-dramatical moment? or a time when you had to ask yourself "who am I"?

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