Sitting over tea in a dimly lit coffee shop she asks, “How often do you think of them?”
I shift my eyes to notice how many moms and babies are in the bustling shop. “Every day,” I respond.
“How?” she asks.
“I wonder how different our lives would be. I wonder what they would be learning and what we could be teaching them. I wonder who they would have been and who we could have been.”
She looks down into her steaming cup of tea and she adjusts her body as if feeling uncomfortable in the booth. “It lasts forever doesn’t it?”
“I think so.”
“Does it get better?” she asks. I know she’s hoping I will say that it does.
“It gets different,” I respond.
I glance down at her very pregnant belly and ask what must become the most annoying question for pregnant women, “How are you feeling?”
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