Babies Babies and More Babies

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Today was the last day of a 2.5 day class I took for work, and today was the .5.  It was in the next town over, a cute little touristy island town that is deserted this time of year.

Your dad got up early and went with me this morning.  He hung out in the hotel lobby while I took my 4 hours of class, then we went and had lunch, took a drive and went to the movies.

Before the movie theater opened we decided to go window shopping and we saw someone holding a baby.  I think it was a boy, a couple of months old, with a shirt on that said “crabby” and had a picture of a crab.  He looked crabby.  We smiled.

On the way out of the theater we saw a newish baby, a little girl, teeny tiny and about 3 weeks old.  She was darling, refusing to smile for the cameras of the people around her.  Adorable.

On the way home we saw a baby girl at the drugstore.  The woman in front of me inquired as to the age of the baby from the mother.  She was five months old with rounded cheeks, grabbing at her chubby feet.  Cute as a button.

They all made me smile, and I think maybe your dad, too.  None of them were you.  I would know you if I saw you, I know I would.

We’re healing, your dad and I.  We still miss you all the time, and sometimes I still cry (I don’t know if your dad does, he’s not saying) but mostly we just love knowing you were real.

Hugs & kisses from Momma.