29 June 2012

Ten Pounds

I returned to work this week. I can manage a whole three hours A Day. I know, quite impressive.

I've done eff-all since my return. No one seems to mind but I'm a little out of sorts about it.

Then today! Today I had the best job ever:

I held a client's three month old baby for an hour. An hour of cuddles and wiggles and smiles. We even had a bottle together.

Ten pounds of pure joy and hope. For an hour. For sixty minutes all was right in my world. Babies just bring out the best, don't they?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

My mil called that "baby therapy." it really is the best!