Today was the halfway mark of the Faux Motherhood project. I finally busted out the camera to prove that I was here.
Here they are, Captain Angry Eyes and Ginger in the photographic flesh:
I have a serious anxiety problem with my role as Faux Mother of these two darlings. I haven’t slept well all week for the worry that I might not hear if one of them throws up in bed or stops breathing suddenly. Not only do I love them more than I ever thought humanly possible, but also I’m terrified that they might die on my watch and then I’d just have to die myself because that is pain I know I could not live with.
This motherhood thing is no joke. I don’t know how anyone does it for more than five days at a time. I know I’m not ready for it.