This morning I went to daily Mass and a very sweet lady came up to me and commented on the cuteness of Toby. Then, in broken English she said "You have one more?"
"Yes, we'd like to have more."
"No, you have ONE MORE?" she insisted.
Then I realized, after shaking my head "no" and her bewildered look, that she had remembered me come to Mass here when I was pregnant and must have thought the newborn was at home.
It made me feel empty. Both my arms and my heart.
I always feel so guilty after something like this happens.
Oh my boys, Tony and Sebastian. I love you.
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