Cake

“I want to bake a cake, we should celebrate!” she said when she came home from her two days in the hospital after her first baby was born. She was pissed at the nurses too, she had to sit in the wheelchair to be allowed to exit the hospital. The cake was done before I could blink and any protest was futile as that’s was what she felt she wanted to do and that’s what happened. We had neighbors come over the same afternoon.

We went to a group for new parents to hang out. Everyone shared about adapting to life with new babies. One mom shared proudly that she cooked dinner for the first time, 4 months after her baby was born. We were happy for that mom and the others parents in the group. But it was not our world.

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