The ROYAL BABY IS HERE! I am over the moon! Of course, I'm always excited when there are baby announcements because, come on, babies are exciting!! A new life. In this case, the future KING of England. It's not every day the King is born, OK? I am just crazy excited and even teared up a little watching the announcement being hung on the easel outside of Buckingham Palace.
I adore Catherine Middleton. She is a beautiful, graceful example to little girls everywhere. She carries herself with confidence, style, and as I said, grace. She is smiling and polite. She dresses feminine and just has a strong aura of self possession. Not to mention, this is my own fairy tale. I have followed it from the minute they announced that Prince William had a girlfriend. I've loved it. The engagement, the wedding and now the baby. It's a fairy tale!!!
It's also distracted me from the horrific depression that is raining down on my head like acid rain. It was a slice of happiness. I got caught up in the excitement and happiness and giddiness of the Britsh people.
I had been hoping for a little girl because I am Princess-obsessed! I love Princesses. I don't care. I don't care if the Prince's resuce them. I am old fashioned in that I still daydream about someone being a Knight in Shining Armor. Yes, my husband is my knight but ... everyone wants someone to hold them up like that you know? I'm not a feminist, I've never claimed to be.
Congratulations, Duke and Duchess of Cambridge. I don't know you personally but, from the excellent normalness of your relationship I think you will be amazing parents. I only wish Princess Diana had been here to see her firstborn grandchild.
Thank you both for distracting me from the sadness that is threatening to engulf me. Thank you for letting me feel the excitement of this new chapter of your life.
Now, it's back to normal life. Feeling like a giant oompa loompa, JJabba the Hut, Barney, a hippo ... etc etc. I want to scream right now.
I wish I could get my hands on happiness again.