Where do Babies Come From?

Reliving the Past

So last night we dug up some old (as in a year ago) family videos.  We got the bug to watch my youngest’s birth tape and relive the whole moment again.  My 3-yr old was so excited, “There’s mommy!….Oh, there’s daddy!  Oh, hee hee…there’s meeeeeee!!!”  And she pointed out my littlest in mommy’s tummy of course. 

Getting prepared for them about to see what’s coming up I start talking to “3 yr old” about how babies really come out.  (yeah, we’re an open family!) and she got that scrunched up quizzicle look on her face, then a look of Wha?!  So on-to movie watching. 

OMG am I huge!  OMG look at the baby moving in my tummy.  OMG I’m lopsided, lol. 

Long story short and hours of footage (we fast forward) we have the girls sit and watch my youngest “being born”.  The little one is in my lap so sweet, so quiet watching, and the 3 yr old is somewhere between her room and the living room putting on wrist bands and pretending to Karate Chop the air.  (She saw a whole MIN of the Karate Kid one day.  Yeah, they’re SPONGES people!)  Ok, back to the video.  Point comes, here comes baby!  OMG, wow…no way… Really?  Aweee… look at the baby.  Aweeeee that little cry.   Aweeee…those little grunts.  I love it! 

Now the fun part.  The little one is staning in the living room and 3 yr old bends down all mother-like and puts her hands on her and says with the most innocent/ esctatic/ excited voice, “Hilly, you came out of momma’s butt!”  LMFAO  Great!  She got it *smile*

Back to the video.  Oh, if she could just be that little 2 mo. old for just one day.  As I’m saying to hubby (knowing full well there’s not a chance in HELL we can even HAVE another baby) that I want another baby, I go into the kitchen to see our littlest one dumping out her juice box all over the place and then procede to say, “Um, never mind.  Scratch that.  I’m fine!”

Forever I’ll now have to live vicariously thru those that are starting fresh.  Ho hum.