Sunday, May 12, 2013

A NEW HUMAN


May 12, 2013

Vagabond Journey No. 1,998

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I know how to do anything, I'm a Mom.

(Roseanne Barr)

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Hello to all you mothers

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Last night, at about 1 a.m., I heard a baby crying. It's very rare to hear a baby in this neighborhood. There are a lot of children running around and shouting outside in the afternoon, but the sound of a baby, a brand new human, is an unusual event.


I knew from whence the sound was coming. It was on the other side of my bedroom wall. The folks next door brought the little girl home from the hospital about a week ago. So not only is there a brand new baby but there is also a brand new mommy. Of course, as could be expected, a couple of brand new grandmas showed up to assist in the process of adjustment.


So the little girl. Emmy, set to a good healthy bawling to express her outrage at being taken from the soft security she knew and thrust into an alien world she doesn't understand and in which she is incapable of taking care of herself.


The baby's cry is the language. It's the only way for the infant to communicate that she needs a diaper change, she has a pin sticking into her, she's hungry, needs to burp or just needs some company. So, immediately,, Mom is on the case.


Her crying does not disturb me in the least. In fact I'm happy to hear it. It's good to know there is new life happening right next door to me. Proud parents, fussy grandmas, healthy little girl.


A child is a wondrous thing. Life goes on.

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Dana Bate

Vagabond Journeys

Never Give Up

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2 comments:

Geo. said...

I always say, "Good luck, baby!" to babies and it seems to help, mostly. They always seem to understand. Perhaps because they are ready to build lives on our good wishes. I say it to babies of all species except mosquitoes.

Jon said...

Only very special people have the ability to turn a simple annoyance into a thought-provoking occurrence. Babies cry in order to communicate. Adults sometimes cry from loneliness and a lack of communication....