On: Other People’s Babies

April 19, 2011 § Leave a comment

Holy baby fever! If I had known before now how much a person could ache with desire for a baby, I would have been significantly more worried about somebody snatching up Hike the first time around. I want a baby. Bad.

Before my miscarriage, I was discerning. A little selective about which baby I wanted (my own, of course). Now, I don’t care. When there’s a baby in the room, it’s all I can do to keep my hands to myself.  All I can do to stand still. All I can do to not snatch this stranger baby up, take it to a quiet place, and sniff its head while I sway back and forth and hum.

I’ve wanted to tell you this for some time, but I gotta be honest. When I’ve tried this message out on a few friends, they look at me like I’m crazy. Then they say things like, “I have you on record saying you want to snatch a baby, so don’t do it.” Like, I’m really going to snatch some baby. Like…Really?

So here you go my friends. You all have me on record now. Saying I want something I can’t have (right at this moment) and that I want it with all my might. Saying even though we’ve already got one amazing little boy and one amazing little soul, there’s still room to want and to love even more.

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