Wednesday, August 29, 2007
The Danger of Watching Other People's Children
Sometimes, while walking and swaying with my cousin's daughter, trying to help her settle down for a nap, she fits so perfectly along my torso, her head tucked under my chin, her bottom resting on my forearm, her hand curled in my hair, I think, "Maybe one more...."
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Yeah, try being at three kids and THINKING THAT. Eek!
Mmm hmm. I completely understand. Even watching other people with kids.... sigh.
I know what you mean. It wasn't until I went to the OB to see if I could have any more that I discovered I couldn't. Menopause had already set in, and not long after Kevin was born. I believe that the good Lord didn't give me any more than I could handle, but I sure do miss my little baby Kevin. He's so big now.
Oh, I do so know what you mean!
Set the baby down and slowly back away.
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