One of the things I have quickly learned is that there is a sense of urgency with things that was never quite there before.
Sure, in the past I would be hungry and I could wait until dinner or my next meal… not now.
Now, it is an emergency.
A get-out-of-my-way-before-I-harm-you emergency.
If I am hungry, I need to eat NOW. Right NOW. Not in 10 minutes. Not after my nap. NOW. And yes, you might have to prepare the food for me.
Lauren has luckily caught on and can sense when the urgency is upon us. It is usually foreshadowed by some crankiness or a few crocodile tears.
I also need to sleep — right NOW; pee — right NOW and be hugged — right NOW.
It’s not meant to be bitchy, or mean, or as Lauren calls it — scary — it just is.
Everything is urgent.
My nap every afternoon after work is urgent.
Going to the bathroom every hour is urgent.
Eating a small meal every 3 hours is urgent.
I like to chalk it up to a very needy creature living inside of me that sucks all of my nutrients, energy and bladder-control away from me. And how can you say no to that?…