Now that the Kimye baby is safely outside of Kim Kardashian and moving about the world without drinking through an umbilical cord, we’re finally getting close to that special moment when Kanye West can stop pretending he and Kim are going to have a life together, or that he was in any way looking forward to fatherhood. All I know is what I see, but anyone who spends their girlfriend’s entire pregnancy working on their album in Paris and hiding in hoodies at her baby shower is not super DTF about being a dad, y’know? Luckily, we’re starting to get some dirt on the post-birth situation from Kim’s friend Larsa Pippen (who also happens to be married to former NBA player Scottie Pippen), and it sounds like Kim already really loves the baby. Like, a lot, which is a relief because most human mothers either don’t especially care for their offspring or immediately eat their young. At least that’s my experience, as a celebrity blogger. Most new moms are like, “Ew, gross, what have I done?”, right? But according to E!, Kim isn’t one of them:
“She’s doing great. She’s feeling really good and excited and the baby is so freaking cute. She’s so cute.”
A cute baby? This is also unique news. Tell me more, because this is not a trait many babies share. This interview has been very illustrative so far. Tell me about Kanye, Larissa Pippen. I want to hear about Kanye!
“Yeah he was there [at the hospital]. He’s so cute. He doesn’t leave the room. He’s, like, in love with the baby. It’s so cute.”
Oh my god he was there [at the hospital]?!? For the whole thing? That’s so freaking sweet and cute and romantic! I’ve never heard anything like it. The only thing is, I’m kind of worried that now that all the excitement of the birth itself has worn off, that Kanye isn’t super into his still-unnamed daughterspawn. I mean, he hasn’t gone on a single rant since she was born, or referred to her as Jesus or Yeezus or a god even once. How am I supposed to interpret that, Kanye, except as an open admission that you aren’t a fan of your kid? Call me when you’re ready to brag that she’s a deity.