Most of my good friends have children. There were many situations when we would sit around and my friends would talk about what there kiddos were up to. People love to talk about their children. Anytime, any place is fair game for kid talk. Now don't get me wrong, my friends' children are great and I love hearing about their milestone and activities, but when you don't have a child it is really easy to find oneself not being able to contribute to the conversation. Every once and a while I would try to chime in with, "Well Maggie (my dog) did this yesterday...", but for some reason people do not like their children grouped in with a dog :).
I did not understand the love of talking about your child or children with others...after having Noah I get it. I am now part of this awesome club of "baby talkers".
I love talking about Noah's development. He is the strongest most genius baby that has ever been born and I love sharing that with people. The other day when I was checking out at Target and I was buying some baby items and the Target employee asked me if I had a child...boy did she open a gate of conversation! I informed her of the newest love of my life and how he is completely amazing in every way. The employee listened to my ramblings with a smile on her face and then proceeded to tell me about her grandchildren. She gets it too. She is also a member of the Baby Talkers Club.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
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Sunday, January 1, 2012
Handprint
"Every day I am exploring, touching everything I have found.
I leave behind my little marks and handprints all around.
You clean up those handprints, but someday when I'm grown
you will wish you had just one handprint to keep for your own.
I made this handprint for you so that one day when I am tall
you'll remember what my hand looked like long ago when I was small."
Noah made this at daycare and he gave it to us for Christmas this year. While reading this poem I was completely reduced to puddles. I love that chubby little hand print so much. I tried to dry my tears as best I could because I had to run to Walgreens to pick up some pictures. While driving there I thought again of his handprint and tears welled up in my eyes. The lady at the Walgreens photo center noticed my tear stained face and asked me if everything was ok . I replied with a smile, "Yes everything is ok. I just got a really special "hand"made Christmas present from my son."
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