Desire! & Creature Comforts

I got to cuddle a couple of babies lately. I’m a sucker for cute babies and even when they’re a little weepy or unhappy, I’m generally glad to get to play grandma for a little while in exchange for the warmth of a wriggly tiny person’s presence in my arms. I didn’t have either the instinct or the timing to be a mother myself, but I’ve been gifted with siblings, in-laws, and friends whose babies have been the delight of my Auntie and pseudo-Granny life. In the last couple of weeks, I got to hold and cherish one of my great-nieces for the first time. What a joy!

Of course, I admit I can’t help but feel a teensy bit of envy when I hold a sweet, curled up baby, whether she’s awake or asleep. The brief part of life when you’re still consistently the most adorable person in the room, even when you’ve just spewed copious quantities of used milk on everyone in the vicinity, is surpassed only by the preceding months of cushy luxury spent doing the backstroke in the protective amniotic pool, and I think it would be lovely if I could just get hooked up to that kind of spa service on a longer-term basis.Drawing + text: Umbilical

9 thoughts on “Desire! & Creature Comforts

  1. Good morning Katherine…I often think what a sublime world a baby lives in before the rude awakening into the real world!:) It seems the older I get, the more adorable I find little babies. Have a lovely day. Janet:)x

    • As I was reminded, babies also *smell* wonderful—at least, when they don’t smell awful! 😉 And that magical peachy-soft skin…the exploring hands and the realization dawning that Hey, They Belong to Me!…those bright, inquisitive eyes…. 🙂
      xo

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