As I frantically attempt to maintain some integrity as a student, I feel compelled to share with you the strange thoughts I have when asked to do the simplest of things.
A teeny weeny newborn baby? I do not wish to hold it. At all.
No I am not a child-hater or one of those people that complains too much about how annoying children are.
…Because I simply do not wish to hold them; they’re tiny. Put them down somewhere. See now they’re safe. Safe from my irresponsible arms.
I don’t care if you worked hard to birth it, keep its fleshy vulnerability away! >.<