Sunday, November 4, 2012
It took several years, but I finally accepted that I will
not have any more children. I will never
be pregnant again, wake up in the middle of the night to give a newborn baby a
bottle, or change my child’s diaper. However,
I often find myself joking with friends,
“If someone handed me
a baby, I’d take it in a second.”
From time to time, I meet small children who have a similar
look to mine: blond hair, blue eyes, and
fair skin, and I think,
“Oh, I’ll take him.”
That’s how I feel about Hayden. He’s an adorably cute boy in Rock’s primary
class who looks like he could easily fit into our family. He and Rock even act very similar. They both like to make scary faces by pulling
down on their cheeks and exposing the red interior of their lower eye
lids.
This Sunday we had Mr. and Mrs. C. and their three sons,
Dane, Cade, and Hayden to dinner. We
have attended the same church as the C. family for several years. Our children are similar ages and go to the
same elementary school. This past
baseball season, we have run into the C. Family at the local little league fields on many Saturdays.
For dinner I served Swiss Chicken, mashed potatoes mixed
with Boursin herb cheese, sweet potato casserole, roasted green beans, and
grapes. For dessert, we ate pumpkin pie.
Before the C. family arrived, I made sure that we had plenty
of “boy” toys set out to play with. I
knew a family of boys would not be digging into the princess dress-up chest. After
dinner the kids played with our five-lane matchbox car racetrack and chased
each other around the house. Ryan
enthusiastically talked Las Vegas mobster books with Mr. C. The low point of the evening occurred when
Jack slipped and smashed his lip and teeth into the hard tile floor. Screaming and bleeding, I had to whisk him
into my bedroom, shut the door, and calm him down.
I’m pretty sure the C. family is not going to let me keep
Hayden. I didn’t dare ask such a ridiculous
question. He obviously went home with
his family at the end of the night. And
the truth is, I am comfortably overwhelmed with my own three children. My primary goal these days is to do the best I
can with the ones I got. Maybe someday,
I’ll get to hold my newborn
GRANDCHILDREN!
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