This past weekend, Sean and I visited his sister’s family on the north side of the city. She has three kids who are five, three, and six months, if I’m remembering correctly. From the moment we walked in and she answered the door holding the youngest, I totally fell in love with her baby.
I literally held that little girl in my arms for about three hours, loving every moment. And the way her older brother and sister interacted with her was priceless.
It’s true that the older we grow, the more tainted and weathered we become, and that’s why babies and child psychology and socialization fascinates me. Whenever I’m sitting on the bus or waiting in the checkout line at the grocery store and a baby stares at me, I hold their gaze and LOVE them with my eyes. Five minutes IS a long time for a baby to stare at you, and I always wonder what they’re thinking.
There is something so deeply fulfilling about holding a baby. I love how children’s thought processes and interpretations of the world are so pure and uninhibited.
My little brother is about eleven years younger than me, and he’s now my height (if not taller). I love how he’s grown up into such a smart, interesting, mature 12-year-old, but I must say I miss the days when he was a little rugrat throwing toy cars at my head.
Don’t you just want to SQUEEZE babies with all the love you have? They’re so innocent, tiny, and soft. I LOVE baby scent. You just want to moosh their little chubby limbs and bite their cheeks and hug them until they explode and gaze into their enormous eyes.
Sean and his sister kept remarking about how most people are unable to hold her for more than a few minutes, but she hung out with me for hours and I just took in that wonderful feeling of bb bb luv. And she was playin’ with my scarf, tugging on my hair, trying to eat my pretty necklace.
Obviously having your own baby is a lot different than borrowing someone else’s–but I like it that way, at least for now. She was seriously so so so so precious. Totally made my weekend.
2 responses so far ↓
1 JESSIEEE // Sep 1, 2009 at 8:26 pm
Oh this feeling. bb luv you call it. Its hitting me hard out here! All the guys at work are new fathers, and bring their babies in on a daily basis. I can’t wait to be a mommy! The only thing(s) holding me back are the fact that I’m not married, I don’t own a home, I leave for Iraq next month, and my crazy fire fighter work schedule would hardly allow any time with a newborn. My 4 years are almost up. 1.5yrs to go.
2 Charlotte Mutesha // Sep 2, 2009 at 3:45 pm
In time, Chess, in time. Everything will work out perfectly when the moment is right!
FOUR YEARS HAS FLOWN BY.
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