simulacrum of life

2 months ago, i dropped my cousin off at the hospital to deliver her 3rd child. now, 2 months later, i finally met my new nephew. with his buggy, wide open eyes, he had the look of a person in a state of perpetual shock. i picked him up from the cot and cradled him against my chest and proceeded to bounce around. a minute later, i smelled something sour. i also felt a wetness down my front. i looked down at him and saw a stream of white liquid coming from the side of his mouth. more of that had already streaked the front of my black t-shirt. what an auspicious first encounter. as i passed him back to his mother to be cleaned up, my niece who had just finished changing up in the room came running out to greet me. there she came charging toward me, waiting to be picked up, and at the last moment she veered away and told me to stay away from her :( so i went chasing after her. and that was when she decided to break my heart (for which reason i am not friending her right now) by telling me.. "mama (uncle)!! you got vomit on you. don't touch me!!" can you see the pieces of my heart lying upon the floor in a million pieces? she squeezed between my legs and stepped on the pieces of my heart as she ran away :'( and then to add insult to injury, she went and kissed the perpetrator of this dastardly act, since he was all cleaned up :P

after i got relatively cleaned up (there were still stains on my t-shirt) the little devil who was lying in his cot started crying so i picked him up again (yes i know that i should have learnt my lesson the 1st time) but this time he was quite adorable. especially since he'd been bathed and smoked (with sambrani) and powdered with baby powder. he is 1 of those kids who doesn't like to lie down. he's only happy being carried and being bounced around. he finally fell asleep after a while and then i had my rest too :)