Living Arrows – 7/52

A note from your mother (the other one): ‘You are such happy babies.

You smile and laugh at us, at each other, at Josephine, at toys, at your surroundings, at strangers. Everything delights you, even simple things, like what your brother is wearing, or watching us eat. Each morning, you both wake me up by babbling loudly and grinning from ear to ear and I don’t even care how early it is.

You are safe, you are happy, you are confident.

My happiness will never be your responsibility; I will never lean on you to keep me afloat, but you should know that since I held you both for the first time, I have not known true unhappiness. I look at you every day and see that though there are fleeting moments of hunger, of disruption, of pain and of impatience, you do not know it either.

We must be doing something right.’