One year of motherhood has brought me to a point where even if someone tells me that an atom bomb is about to be dropped at my place, my first question would be “Shit! Will that wake the baby?”
That moment when you realize you can’t complain about your kid because she is nothing but a miniature version of you. Damn!!
It’s an absolute mystery how kids who scream their hearts out for hours together look perfectly happy and content the moment they see the doctor, and make parents look like overreacting imbeciles!!