What I needed today and needed badly was some baby love. And to get out of the house and to quit weeping and to have someone to talk to and etc.
So Lily invited me to come out with her and we went to the library. When the babies are little, I get to sit beside them in the back seat if I don't drive and so today I sat between that angel boy and this angel girl.
She got a full tummy before we left and slept for the entire two hours we were gone.
And Gibson, sensing, I suppose, that old Mer wasn't at her best, was sweeter than sweet to me. He gave me kisses on my nose, on my forehead, on my chin, on my cheek, each one planted with serious intent. I wanted to take his picture and at first, he said, "No!" but then he said, "Just one." And then he said, "Cheese!"
And it was good.
We picked up Owen from school after our Pitaria lunch and so I got to see him, as well.
I didn't get to see August today but Jessie sent me this picture when he was at the doctor for his four-month well-baby check.
Vergil went with them today so I wasn't needed. That was before he got his shot.
This is after.
So he seems to have recovered.
And I am doing better, as well. I am not sure what made me so sad today, so skin-flailed and vulnerable. Nothing. Everything.
And I am making pizzas tonight and having a martini and tomorrow morning Jason and Vergil are coming over to work on the roof and all of the grands and their mamas are coming over for pancakes and bacon and so I better bake some sweet potatoes to go into the pancakes and I just heard that my friend's surgery went well, better than expected and I even cried about that a little.
I'm just a raw piece of human meat today and that's all there is to it.
Which is okay. It's how I am.
Happy Friday, y'all.