I’m struggling to recall the last time I held a baby. I’m almost positive the last baby in my arms was my daughter. Since that time, I’ve been around other babies but don’t remember holding any.
These thoughts are circling inside my head as a woman holds a baby in line at the pharmacy. She’s struggling to find something in her purse and switches the baby from one arm to the other to use her “searching hand.” She needs assistance. Another woman behind her asks if she needs help.
At the moment, the mom has two options if she wants help – she could either ask the woman to hold her child or go through her purse.
The mom accepted the help and the stranger dug into her purse to retrieve her wallet.
I’m done paying and walking out to my car.
The mom is parked next to me, struggling to get the crying baby into the car seat. The car door is opened towards the driver’s side of my car, so I’m waiting for her to finish with a smile on my face. She notices me standing and waiting and apologizes. I smile and tell her to take her time.
She finally gets the kid in the seat, shuts the door, and gives me an exhausted look.
I tell her not to worry. It gets easier.
“Really?” she asks.
“No,” I reply.
She laughs. I didn’t have the heart to tell her I was being serious.
NOTES YOU MIGHT HAVE MISSED
- Note #821 – Patience
- Note #820 – Contention
- Note #819 – Minimalism
- Note #818 – Distortions
- Note #817 – Louse
- Note #816 – Praise
- Note #815 – Uproarious
STUFF I DID ON INSTAGRAM THAT YOU MIGHT HAVE MISSED
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