I'm pretty sure the whole world is obsessed with newborns. The younger the better everyone says, the smaller the better. The ohs and ahs, the look how tiny they are, can I see them? And I'm silent.
Then Brent and I are over here counting the seconds until they're skin stops flaking off, until they stop being floppy and start holding the head up, stop looking like a swished newborn.
Everyone is oh and ah-ing, while Brent and I are over here in the background growling at the toddler that everyone has forgotten about hoping the toddler will laugh at us.
The best part of not being a newborn person is I married a not a newborn person.
It almost makes me feel guilty I'm not a newborn person until I hang out with my best friend.