Here's some ways how I've noticed that our cat is like a baby...
- She cries. I can't get to the bathroom in the morning without her crying and rubbing against my ankles because she's soooooo hungry!
- She throws up. Not that often anymore... but it still happens and I still have to clean it up. And then I need to figure out what upset her stomach and try and help that.
- Ben and I will yell to each other to "come here" from the other room to look at the cute position that Dory is in. I've even heard myself say, "Hold still, I'm going to grab the camera!"
- Sometimes she just needs to be held. The second you sit down-- she jumps in your arms and snuggles her head by your neck. It is sometimes seriously hard to get things done around here! But holding her for a few minutes helps her cry less and forces mom to relax!
- She loves her evening time with daddy! When he's home, she is in love. And then I'm free to do something else because the above mentioned point. Somehow, he's just more comfortable to lay on. I think the baby bump on me has gotten in her way-- and the baby boy has even kicked her a few times!
- She's excited to watch the trash guy come. She hears the noise and rushes to her perfect viewing spot. Is that really what we've become already?? Rushing to the window at 10 am on Wednesdays because something interesting is actually going on around here!
- She sleeps. All. the. time. Seriously, right now I'm watching her sitting upright on the carpet and her eyes are closing ever so slowly... at least lay down!
- She's pathetic, helpless, and adorable. Sometimes we come home to see a perfect cat body outline imprinted in our comforter and we comment on what a rough day she must have had! And then we feed her, change her litter, hold her, and admire her.
- She's growing up so fast! She was a skinny cat when she came to us, and it didn't take that long to get some healthy meat on her bones. Now I'm wondering if this winter has added a few extra lbs to her-- or if she's just gaining some sympathy weight along with me :) I'd say she's probably in the 90th percentile.
Now into the start of my third trimester with baby boy Jensen, I can definitely see that my focus has changed from me and my changing body and maternity clothes..... to having an actual baby person who will need my constant care.
Obviously, I realize that our baby will be a little more life changing. I can't just leave the baby home alone when I go anywhere. We can't just put an extra bowl of food and drink out and leave for the weekend. So perhaps everything I've noticed is just how pets are and I'm just trying to compare my life now to my life 4 months from now. Trying to find SOME way that this child will not completely shock my system and life as I know it is completely over.
I'm getting excited. I supposed I should have put an exclamation point after that word... but I think when I say it, I say it as a statement. Exclamation point excitement seems to fade or be short lived. Exclamation point excitement is just looking forward to a single moment. Excitement with a period comes with the full knowledge that things may not all be fun and games-- but at the same time it is also perfect. Baby Jensen... we are excited for you to be here.
- She's excited to watch the trash guy come. She hears the noise and rushes to her perfect viewing spot. Is that really what we've become already?? Rushing to the window at 10 am on Wednesdays because something interesting is actually going on around here!
- She sleeps. All. the. time. Seriously, right now I'm watching her sitting upright on the carpet and her eyes are closing ever so slowly... at least lay down!
- She's pathetic, helpless, and adorable. Sometimes we come home to see a perfect cat body outline imprinted in our comforter and we comment on what a rough day she must have had! And then we feed her, change her litter, hold her, and admire her.
- She's growing up so fast! She was a skinny cat when she came to us, and it didn't take that long to get some healthy meat on her bones. Now I'm wondering if this winter has added a few extra lbs to her-- or if she's just gaining some sympathy weight along with me :) I'd say she's probably in the 90th percentile.
Now into the start of my third trimester with baby boy Jensen, I can definitely see that my focus has changed from me and my changing body and maternity clothes..... to having an actual baby person who will need my constant care.
Obviously, I realize that our baby will be a little more life changing. I can't just leave the baby home alone when I go anywhere. We can't just put an extra bowl of food and drink out and leave for the weekend. So perhaps everything I've noticed is just how pets are and I'm just trying to compare my life now to my life 4 months from now. Trying to find SOME way that this child will not completely shock my system and life as I know it is completely over.
I'm getting excited. I supposed I should have put an exclamation point after that word... but I think when I say it, I say it as a statement. Exclamation point excitement seems to fade or be short lived. Exclamation point excitement is just looking forward to a single moment. Excitement with a period comes with the full knowledge that things may not all be fun and games-- but at the same time it is also perfect. Baby Jensen... we are excited for you to be here.
Oh this makes me giggle! I have two cats and they are EXACTLY as you described and very much "child-like"! However, now that my two boys are growing up and needing less of my attention, I'm thankful for the cats who actually seem to "need" me. They still like my hubby better though :( You are going to be an amazing mother...and Dory will probably be a jealous "big sister"!
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