11th April 2010 , Posted by Jaime Teo

It’s So Easy To Fall In Love!

Warning : Please skip the read if you are averse to gushing. Especially about babies and love.

For the record: IT’S TRUE!!! Everything I’ve read sceptically about babies bringing feelings of love and joy and every mushy maudlin noun, is true. I’ve always thought that it was a conspiracy by people who are already parents, to rope in people who aren’t parents yet because misery loves company. Maybe that’s why the saying “People with kids and people without kids both feel sorry for the other.”

The first few days were emotionally overwhelming. Tears came to me very easily and I knew for a fact that it wasn’t postnatal blues because I’d be smiling at the same time(No, I don’t think I’ve gone crazy). It’s hard to believe that this little person I’m holding, is the same little fella hiccupping and kicking inside of me just a week ago. (On that note, I’m also really thankful that her delivery was very speedy and smooth-good thing I didn’t spend too much time reading horror labour stories.)

I sometimes wonder if Renee wakes up feeling spooked because someone is usually looking at her whenever she opens her eyes. I know I’d feel spooked if I opened my eyes after a nap and someone was staring at me. (Too much) Television tells us that’s the beginning/ending of a psycho episode But back to staring – I know it’s rude but it’s really hard to not do that.

I’d stare at her face and try to memorise every little detail. This is something I can and do do on a daily basis because that’s how often her face changes. It answered a question I’ve always asked myself in the past: ”What if I don’t like my baby?”. When you have invested 9mths carrying your baby, you will love your baby. (I think if you invested 9mths in any person, you’ll grow attached to that person too). That love I felt from when I first saw her has grown and grown and I have to stop myself from worrying about imaginary scary scenarios of harm falling on her cos that makes me cry. Ok, that just sounds like I AM getting psycho so let’s move along.

I’d stare at her hands and feet and marvel at how perfectly crafted each digit is. Then I’d wonder what she’d be when she grows up because a baby really is a blank slate and a bundle of potential.

 Maybe a pianist?

I’d stare at every new(and old) expression she makes and feel amazed because you might have heard this one before: Babies help you find wonder in all things. It’s especially amazing she appears to be listening intently whenever anybody speaks to her (a trait that will serve her very well in adulthood if she retains it!). I mean, she Is a week old!

This expression makes Mommy’s heart melt =)

In short, I’d have jumped on the parent wagon sooner if I had known the love I’d feel cos it’s so easy to fall in love with your own  =)