I believe that I am one of those women that will never, ever (ever, ever, never) get rid of baby fever.
Did I mention ever?
I absolutely love babies. They way they smell (ahem...that is, the way they smell with a FRESH diaper on), the way they sound, the way they feel, the way they look...ugh. It kills me. Which is why, my job is perfect...I get to snuggle babies fresh out of the chute! Well, not "snuggle", really, but hold.
And secretly, in my heart, I snuggle them. I'm pretty sure my patients would think I'm wackadoo crazy if I snuggled their baby and boldly sniffed their little heads, so I'm always all ninja about it..."Oh, you need my help with breastfeeding? Yes, let me take the baby while you get positioned..." and then I hold that baby close and get a tiny little baby fix.
Shhhhh...don't tell my secret. ;)
Lately, there are newborns EVERYWHERE...which really shouldn't be surprising since approximately 4 weeks ago there were pregnant mamas EVERYWHERE...but it still catches me a little off guard. Like when I see a mama in church, motion to her husband and suddenly, there is a newborn baby exchange between them and that wrinkly forehead is peering out from her mama's shoulder. Or, the daddy carrying a car seat into the grocery store and I quickly glance and there, snug as a bug, is a sleeping newborn.
Gracious. It takes all I have to not rush up to those parents and ask, "Can I please just sniff her head?".
I miss being pregnant. I miss nursing. I even miss the opportunity to go through labor and delivery.
Yes, I am certifiably crazy. I can't help it.
Do you think there is some sort of 12 step program for my affliction?