augustella goes rolling

babies bring joy

Since becoming a mom... I've noticed something about the general population, men and women, young and old, downtrodden and seemingly happy alike. As I've been out and about with Augustella, I've noticed that people can't help but light up as she passes by, or if they're lucky enough, as we pause in our coming and going. I hear excited comments from little kids who talk loudly with unashamed freedom and see smiles on the faces of businessmen standing in line at Starbucks... perhaps they're thinking about their own children who are at home and how they wish they could be there with them, playing the day away... but know that working to provide is their current lot in life.

I find myself in conversations with people like the airline worked who's pushing a woman in a wheelchair as we ride the elevator together. He asks how old my daughter is... I reply "three months." He lights up and shares that his is a month and a half. I can tell that he's thinking about his little one and giving thanks.

Just yesterday, Susy and I were in the grocery store with Augustella and her son Blaine. The woman behind the counter looked as if her day was brightened at the sight of these two and another customer paid August a sweet compliment. Susy whispered to me that she's been struck by how much people seem to be made happy by babies and I agreed... and I commented on how I think it would be a fascinating topic to write on... and so I did.