This past weekend, I went to Sacramento to visit my niece Erika. Now, as much as I enjoy visiting with my fellow mothertalker, I REALLY enjoy visiting with my great niece, Maya.
Hanging out with my great niece Maya, I began to yearn. No, not for another child, but rather for things I wish I had done when my kids were small.
I wish I would have breast fed. I didn’t. Why? Because I often thought aloud, “I’d be feeding my kid White Russians!” Another reason? “I don’t want saggy boobs!” (Got them anyway…) I wish baby sign language was around when my kids were smaller. Witnessing Maya communicate via baby sign was enough to melt the heart. But, according to the article I linked, baby sign has only been around for approximately 7 years.
At one point, Maya gave her uncle a BIG, WET KISS, then looked over at me, baby signed AND spoke the word “mas”, (Spanish for more) and proceeded to plant a wet kiss on me.
Coulda, woulda, shoulda! Oh well…at least I know I’m one hell of a “great aunt”!!
