This morning I found myself a little overcome with emotions and I can’t explain why.
As I was waiting to board my ferry, I noticed a mother wrestling with her crying toddler trying to get him to walk with her to the ferry, which was leaving in a matter of seconds. And of course the kid wanted nothing to do with it.
I felt so overcome with sadness and then I saw he lost a shoe and it almost made me want to cry. Luckily someone found his shoe and returned it to the mother.
Now, I’m not sure why I felt so sad. I’m not exactly an empathetic person. I could easily blame the pregnancy hormones and maybe they did have a little too do with it. But I think even without the added hormones, I’d still feel the tugging of the heart strings for that mom.
You never think that 10 seconds scene is something you’ll go through when you’re dreaming about being a parent, but I know it’s something we’ve been through numerous times. And I can’t help but feel sorry for everyone involved. Just this morning, we went through a similar scene trying to get the bean dressed to go to grandma’s.
And then I become overwhelmed with emotion because I remember the bean. And I think about how much I miss him.
And then the little one growing inside me starts rolling around, trying to tell me that it doesn’t like being squished in my non maternity pants. And I realize that I’ll miss him too when I drop him off at grandma’s.
Maybe the woman and the crying toddler reminded me how much it sucks to be a working parent. It’s useless to complain about too much because it’s a reality that our family has to face.
But it doesn’t mean I can’t be sad about it every once in a while.