A day well spent

I visited my old high school friend yesterday for the first time since her wedding more almost two years ago. She had a baby boy since - one month old today, born a day before my birthday. I couldn’t believe how fast she sprung back - she lost most of her weight and she was laughing and glowing. Motherhood becomes her - to see how tender and loving she was with her child made me love her even more. She handed her baby to me and I placed him on my chest where he curled into his fetal position, rocking back and forth. It was so sweet - I could have spent the whole day kissing his chipmunk cheeks and breathing in his sweet baby smell. It’s no secret that I adore babies; sometimes I think why shouldn’t have I went into the daycare business or teaching preschoolers. I love them when they’re under 3-4 - then something happens when they grow up. I’m struck by la belle indifference.

It was a wonderful day, we talked about birth, marriage, how her life has changed, school, old friends, life and Oprah. We drunk chai tea, ate curry and rice and played with her baby with the sounds of the rain in the background. She had a cute little 2 bedroom home where her baby boy’s things were almost taking over the whole space. If that was from her little guy, I wonder how her house would be after having a little girl! Swapped!

She agreed with me that of our high school group, we’d never thought she would be the first to be married and have a baby. She was the jester, the entertaining one. I feels like we’re all slowly moving apart as our lives change. Most of the time we can’t relate to each other’s experiences, but a deep bond of friendship binds us all together so that even after years of no contact, the second we see or talk to each other, it’s as if we were never apart. I’ve never had that with other people, to feel totally uninhibited and free - it is special and I know that I should try harder to nurture those relationships.

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