MOI am the bug person. i was your child happily joining the guys with bugs and bug collections scaring my mom half to death. and here comes my child totally freaked out by any bug?!!! what an afront?!!! now a tarantula <shivers> is a whole nother thing. but any other spiders, cockroaches (how can you not have respect for these guys who've been around since dinosaur times) or anything else. amazing little creatures.
dd has gotten better watching caterpillars and beetles run up my hand, rolly pollies curl up... she is much better today than she was at 3. and she now loves feeding the garden geckos. and actually wants to bring a tadpole home.
but honestly i cant think of anything that dd pushes the button on.
i mean the first few months were horrendous. i was this ball of profoundness and yet absolutely totally shocked how little time i had to myself. the first year that was the hard part. just to write an email. just 10 mins to gather my thoughts and write one. i remember screaming out loud when dd was 6 months old and had woken up AGAIN in the middle of me writing an email to my family that i had been trying to write for the last couple of hours.
even today sometimes i am overwhelmed. our joke 'your mom is dead' is a cue to leave mom alone for 5 mins. the sad part is my need to just have space and breathe comes right when dd WANTS me terribly. but me i've been on the go go go and i just need 5 mins and my sweet child sometimes just knows it and gives it to me without even asking.