Maternal? Hmmmm. No.
I thought spending two weeks with my little nephew, Ethan, would make me clucky (nope, that's not a 'throw-in' pun to reflect last week's theme…i'm not that consistent …). While the little fellow is cute (and at 11 weeks old - he should be) I don't really feel the need to get cracking and procreate. There might have been a few moments in the past few weeks that led me to this conclusion. Incident number 1: My sister, Katie and her partner took me to their friend's BBQ. Katie ducked off to another room to breastfeed and as the conversation of the other attendees was all about babies, planning for babies, babies, babies, babies - I snuck off to pretend to help Katie. Being a busy new mum, Katie currently isn't one to deny any offered help, pretend or otherwise. She passed Ethan to me to burp him. I always get the best jobs. Never able to concentrate on one thing at a time, I held a cup of iced tea in my hand while I used the other hand to burp