Surviving the Domestic Jungle

I took the girls to the park yesterday and I must say that the park is always an interesting experience. I am a confessed people watcher and yesterday was definitely a good day for that! I was so stressed out by the time we left because Avery injured herself and I apparently was the only person who didn’t see my child crying holding her ankle. Where I was sitting, she was hidden behind a wall and some woman came to me and said “is that your little girl? Shes hurt! Is that your little girl?” Terrified me! She was all hysterical. I told Avery to stand up and see how it felt and of course she was fine after a few steps. Hailey had a blast but she is a “little” kid and the park was packed with “big” kids. Big Boy kids. When I see boys running around I get scared because my girls are just not like those boys. It makes me wonder how my son is going to be. I was in mama bear mode trying to protect my baby from these wild boys! Luckily she never got knocked down or hurt so all in all, the park was a success. Usually when I go, there is someone who asks me all the standard pregnancy questions. When are you due, what are you having etc. I answer the questions and move on. This isn’t my first baby and I’m not all super excited to tell every living soul every detail. I’m just trying to play with my kids! Something about pregnant bellies just draws people in. I am the opposite and I don’t know why. The other day a pregnant woman was asking me all about my pregnancy and I never once asked her about hers. Sounds terrible but I am just not a person who goes nuts over pregnant women…or children! I am terrified of holding other peoples kids! I don’t like it at all and actually held my 9 month and 6 month old nieces for the first time EVER a few weeks ago because their mothers forced me. I am just not a kid person even though I love having kids. Weird. Anyway, the park was a good time and we will return soon enough!