...and think of Piglet, this is the version of him I see. Wide-eyed, ruffled hair, full cheeks, pink lips, eyelashes that curl at the edges.
Before he was born, I tried to imagine what he would look like. My chin? Mr. K's nose? Lots of hair? Dimples? Like most parents, I dreamt of having a perfect, beautiful child.
That's right. You heard me. I said I wanted my child to be heavy in the good looks department. It's a baby romance thing. A tiny creature with all the best features from you and your husband. What's there not to love about that fantasy?
And I don't think there is a parent out there who would say they wanted otherwise.
"Yes, sir. That's him! The 'face-only-a-mother-could-love' baby I ordered!"
Of COURSE I wanted him to be healthy above all else.
Again, there isn't a parent out there who would say they wanted otherwise.
But let's level here.
We all want cute kids. You may not want to admit it, but it's true!
I know that being an infertile means I'm not entitled to want for anything more than *just* the miracle of a live, breathing baby, but what can I say. We aim high at Maison Piglet.
And I'm so glad we do. Because Piglet really wouldn't be Piglet without those lashes that curl at the edges. Shu Uemura, eat your heart out.