My queen is traveling for work today and I was left alone with the princess. I’m 36 and she’s over 2 years old, still the idea of being left alone with her scares me. We did the same things as normal and she was fine, inside I feel like I’m not an adult and don’t know what to do with a kid. That feeling of doubt will probably never go away, nor do I want it to, complacency kills and I’d rather be safe than sorry. When it comes to caring for the newborn though I’m confident in my abilities, I can say I’ve done it once and the second time will be easier. Being handed a crying baby doesn’t scare me anymore, I have the muscle memory. In the beginning I had to learn how to make the microscopic movement a baby needs, all my life I’ve done big movement with heavy objects. After this I’ll go out to do some yard work, there’s a patch of grass that grows fast. When my mower went down it got to an unreasonable height, so the landscaper didn’t mow it either and now it’s waist high in some parts. I’ll spend some time with the weed wacker making some big swings, once it’s cut back to normal tall grass I’ll go over it with my mower. Having that area cleaned up will be good, it’s on the edge of the forest and from what the landscaper told me it used to be some forest which would explain why it grows faster than anything around it. The tall grass invites wildlife, good and bad, but even good nature brings bad to humans. Deer sleep in the tall grass and they bring ticks. Snakes will also hid in the grass or I’ve even seen them on the edge of it. A tortoise has been seen there, but it wasn’t hurting anyone.
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