"Imagine working for Naomi Campbell, but instead of her chucking cell phones at your head, you have to wipe her ass. That's what parenthood is like. Working for the most insane boss possible, except that you CAN'T. GO. HOME."
That's what I told K. in a conversation about BD. Despite that rather grim description, I'm finding I love her more and more every day. There's days I can't stand her, but if anyone tried to harm her, I would have no problem killing them.
So yeah, I'd say that I've bonded with my girl. Maybe it's because she's sucking all the energy out of me via my milk.
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