onion

Baby onion. It's sort of hard to picture my baby as an onion but I guess for comparison's sake...

Isabelle is about the size of well, the bear she got for her birthday.
I imagine Isabelle is going to seem like a giant when I'm holding a 7ish pound newborn in my arms. I already feel like she's getting heavy. And she's not even 22 pounds yet. I know most people in my situation, with a 2-year old, are carrying around a few more pounds than I have to. I can't imagine lugging a 30 pound 2-year old while being as exhausted and so easily out of breath as I have been.

So I'm going to enjoy my 22 pound "bear" and my 6 ounce onion while I can. Because next week, I'll have a 22 pound "bear" and a 7 ounce 'insert vegetable larger than an onion here'. And someday, my bear is going to gain weight, and my vegetable is going to come out, not looking like a vegetable at all, and weigh as much as a melon. And I'm going to have to care for them both!