Okay, so this one’s a bit of a soppy one – it’s about kindness. Don’t worry, I’ll keep it short. It’s Monday and I’m a bit sleep deprived, so we’ll blame it on that.
I’ve mentioned it briefly before, but since I started looking noticeably pregnant, I was greeted by kindness wherever I went. I can’t tell you how many random conversations I had with complete strangers! Everyone was lovely though, and now Ralphie is here, that kindness is being passed onto him.
Take this morning, for example. I was planning to head straight from our Rhythm Time class into town on the bus to meet some friends for lunch. I knew I was pushing my luck with timing when it came to Ralphie’s feed, but all we had to do was survive the short bus trip and then I could feed him in the café. Well, of course, as soon as the bus turned up, Ralphie’s patience wore thin and he started crying. Once we’d parked up, I got him out and sat him on my knee, and he stopped immediately – a crying baby on public transport is a big no no! Getting on the bus behind us was an old man, and he stopped to say hello. He bent down so he was level with Ralphie and made some funny noises at him, and my boy reciprocated with a huge beaming smile (a bit like this one from last night).
In fact, during that one bus journey, Ralphie had four different people come over to him to say hello. It was lovely for both of us, and I still feel good about it now.
Many who meet Ralphie say what a happy boy he is. And he is! He’s surrounded by love at home, and when we’re out and about he’s greeted by kindness. Even this morning when he woke at 6.30am and I’d already fed him at 5am, I couldn’t be cross with him. He only has to look up at me with that cheeky grin and all is forgiven. I wonder how long that will last!