The aftermath

– 11:32 am

The jabs came and went as if nothing had happened. No side effects whatsoever. Nothing beyond the tears you left at the clinic. Lucky. It is possible this part of you, you get from me. The COVID vaccines floored your mother. I barely remember them. But who knows, who cares. You’re fine.


Since then, you’ve grown wiser and discovered your hands, swinging them as though in a concert. We also can’t keep you in a swaddle now. That’s how strong you are. I had to buy an upgrade this morning. We’ll see how that goes. Also, what are all these new sounds you’re making? You always seem so surprised when I make them right back at you. It’s hilarious. For both of us.

The tub we give you baths in is meant for babies up to one year. Yeah, that’s not happening. At eleven weeks, your legs are already touching the other end. Incredible how much you love baths though. We had to give you one last night after your trinity of explosions. I had to Dettol the entire bathroom. For the first time, you pissed on me while I was changing your nappy explosion, and gave back some of the milk we’d given you not long ago. This all happened almost simultaneously. I couldn’t help but laugh.

I’m off to the gym for a run. Your mother is taking you to see one of her friends. Enjoy.

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