bring on the babies

Lately I have been in a different place in my life... really just reassessing the things that are going on and the gifts in my life.

I got to hold babies... everyone around me is having them, I just LOVE it!!  I mean, it gets a little different, having teenagers or not, being a lesbian or not, is irrelevant... i LOVE babies... I love the way that they smell, the way that they look at you as though you can't do anything wrong.  how they look deep into who you are.... I believe that babies sense things, that they sense who you are... have you ever noticed, when a baby is met with a person who is a good person, they seem a little confused (the baby that is)... they shy away, but keep looking back... I believe that they are seeing who you really are....

Honestly speaking, I could simply be talking out of my ass... I could be completely wrong and babies are just as dumb as the next person, that they too are naive... and that they haven't learned that they can't trust people... but I don't know... sometimes, in my naivete I have discovered some real gem people, so there is something to be said for not knowing any better... because one of the things that babies don't know any better about is judgment.... they don't judge you... it takes so little really, to be special to a baby... don''t hurt them... change them when they are dirty... hold them... touch them... talk to them... love them... those things... they simply aren't hard.... there is nothing that a baby can do that warrants hurting them and the rest, well, really, the rest is such a joy... (ok, diapers HAVE THEIR USES... seriously... I know, the dirty ones are gross, but the smell of brand new baby diapers... there isn't anything I like the smell of more, cept perhaps a freshly bathed baby in that self same diaper... ahhhh, baby skin... it is one of the wonders in my opinion.... but I digress....

I have the privledge of knowing not one, not two, but MULTIPLE babies currently... from 4 days old to 10 years old... plus teenagers (but let's be honest.... it is ACCEPTABLE for me not to revel in the teenage stage of child rearing... I keep hearing that they get back to normal by 30..... but I am almost 38 and I am pretty sure my mother would disagree)....and I love it.... they keep me grounded in reality... and i feel blessed... simply BLESSED to have them in my life.... to hold their little hands, and look into their eyes.... to teach them with words and gestures what it is to be a strong, healthy kid.... (ok, sometimes I think I have NO CLUE what I am doing.... I do have teenagers, and it is hit and miss with them...however, I like to THINK i did a good job with them....somedays.... I don't know... but I digress)...

You see.... babies..... remind me that there is good, that life is precious.... that people are kind... babies.... smell of new life, of sunshine and happiness... babies smiles hold the summer breeze, and the pristine perfection of winter snow and ice.... their eyes light up with alll that is love.... and to have them looking at me... to have them turn to me in wonder... makes life worth living don't you think???

Thank you, to all the baby mommas and daddys out there... thank you to my friends and family who are dropping babies like drop cookies (nice allegy.... everyone likes drop cookies).... thank you for giving innocents and love, joy and baby hugs back to the world... though sometimes we may forget what is good, and what is nice in the world.... you bring the answer straight to our hearts and our minds by bringing these babies to our lives....... so thank you...

Here's to another week with love and another night of smiles....

good night babies...