We’ve been cleaning out my office lately and came across a picture taken of Gatito hours after his birth. I think it was taken by my mother-in-law through the window of the nursery and a nurse is holding him up to show him off.
“Who is that?” Gatito asked when I showed him.
“A nurse,” I told him.
He studied the picture for a minute.
“I was crying because I missed my mommy,” he told me solemnly.
Woah. I was so caught off guard by the intensity and perceptiveness of that statement.
Especially because the only thing that bugs me to this day about his birth was that after promising he would be back with me by the time I was sewn up, it turned out to be four hours– until I freaked out– and for no apparent reason.
It was easy for me to tell Gatito, “I missed you, too, baby.”
awwwwwww. so sweet, both of you.
He sounds like such a sweetheart!