I have yet to figure out this new part of my emotions. For some reason in the last few years every time someone I know has become pregnant, I get stupidly giddy for them. There is a recommend going around Xanga today for a young woman who is going into labor as we speak. What happens? I tear up a little. I don’t even know her!!!!
About this time last year, I was getting a phone call from a gamer buddy from FFXI letting me know that his daughter was born. She’s absolutely precious. I adored this husband and wife couple, and again, baby born = big stupid tears from me. I spent a lot of time in the hospital making a baby blanket for them in colors they requested to match her room. I bet a bunch of you didn’t know I could crochet! See? Nerdiness knows NO bounds!
It has little braids that run up the whole length of the blanket. Super cute.
Anyway, I have no idea why it is that the joy other parents feel when they have their children is something that just rubs off on me, effects me, and then makes me cry. Grrrrrr.