Here’s something I hadn’t done in a while.
I had forgotten how nice baby fingers feel when they’re wrapped around your neck…and how nice it feels to take a shower and remove the drool when baby goes home.
Maki is an incredibly sweet 9 month old who wants to be held all the time. She can’t stand up on her own yet, so she sits on the floor and raises her arms in that please-pick-me-up-now gesture which I am incapable of resisting.
Ma said she thought I was autistic when I was a baby because I didn’t want anyone to touch me. Some things we never grow out of.