Why do I go all soft and mushy when I see a baby?
Last sunday, in church, there was this lady carrying a really young baby sitting in the next pew. The baby was a real cutie - not more than 3 months old, with lots of black hair on her head. The lady carried her upright, and this little bundle of joy tried, with much difficulty, to lift her head up to take a peek at the world around her.
Later when the husband carried the baby, and started talking to her - guess what? She tried to respond by gurgling!! I know it was the first time she did it, coz when she did, the husband quickly nudged his wife to look! And they both had HUGE smiles on their faces!!
I could not resist it anymore, and asked hubby to look at the cute baby. He then asked me ~ you want another baby?? Goodness - NO!! Not at this age! Too much risk involved. Also, with 3, my hands are full. No more kids for me. To borrow somebody else's to play with, cuddle, smell and return, that's fine. But no more babies of my own.
BUT, why do I still go all ga-ga whenever I see babies??