I'm watching 'The abominable bride" in between sessions of getting the days share of scoldings from dad (yup! I have a kid of my own but dads don't see why you still can't be scolded)
The character, supposedly in a bridal costume shoots herself and that's my que for closing eyes.
As a kid, I loved reading detective novels. This went on to my teenage years when I would watch reruns of CID and imagine myself in their place. However, there has been sight discomfort with darkness that I just can't apprehend!
" I'm not scared" Its me telling myself because if said to others, there might be arguments. However, 6 months of courtship and 3 years of marriage - I've made sure the husband doesn't know about it. But I can sense he has a slight idea
Devotional song in an infinite loop and over 100 swings later, the baby has finally decided that we have suffered enough for the day. She's asleep with a smile which seems villainous sometimes (or maybe its just me imagining - thanks to all the CID episodes). We take her to the bed and gently let her settle into a comfortable position(there is no his/my side now ! Getting place to sleep is all that I ask for)
She looks heavenly, and I realize that it's the cutest baby I've seen. With a sudden outburst of motherly love, I bend to give her a quick peck and she hustles. I can feel my heart skip a beat with my husband glaring at me for the attempt. He finally knows I'm scared.. of this little monster on our bed
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