This is a weird thought but hopefully I can get it out. Abby looks just like Paul; so much in fact that I have a hard time recognizing that she is really part of me. I get surprised actually when she exhibits a characteristic of mine.
In my head, it's almost as if she is just a really great baby that I get to take care of and raise. And yet, she is of me. She is my daughter and will probably look more like me as she demonstrates mannerisms of mine. For now though, I have to remind myself constantly that she is indeed my baby girl.
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