A tiny new development is occurring in my life: I really like to wind up places with my camera in tow. Tuesday was a case in point. I figured that if I brought my camera to the Tuesday Market I’d wind up with a few photos I just… liked.
Turned out to be true. And although it’s unfair to single out certain small people, I admit to a real squishy spot for Wiley—and because of this I am unable to refrain from snapping his picture (he’s letting us know his candidate of choice).
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Today, I meant to take my camera with me when I took Saskia to play with her pal, Addy, and Addy’s little sister and baby brother.
The good part about not having the camera was that I got to sit and hold him. I think his mama knows what’s good for my soul, because she was totally willing to just hand him over.
Or else, she was perfectly happy for a breather from holding him (as can be the case with an infant, especially the third one). So, maybe it was a win-win scenario.
I did have to hand him back. I feel sheepish to admit that a weensy corner of my mama-heart would almost return to babyville. I mean, not really, not for the lack of sleep and the fact that a clock starts and it doesn’t simply go for a few months and then end; it’s a looooong endeavor this parenthood gig and I am completely, totally in for the long haul already. I get that. I’m so done with having babies.
Oh, but I was always a baby person. So there you have it; I’ll probably be holding other people’s babies with more enthusiasm than the average mum forevermore.
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Now, you can’t capture every moment on camera. That’s for darn sure. What’s more, you shouldn’t aspire to. It’s too fun to hold the baby.
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As for the Tuesday Market, I wrote about my deep devotion to it in a new column I just began this week over at Hilltown Families. My monthly contribution comes in a series entitled Mash Notes to Paradise and Mash Note Number One is about Tuesday Market (and the amazing program to raise funds to double SNAP Benefits at the Market).
