I'm sorry if I keep glancing over. I'm sure you wonder why this creepy lady keeps staring at you and your sweet baby boy. I assure you, I mean no harm. Rather, I appreciate the love you have for your son...it radiates from your being. You aren't frazzled by the process of traveling with an infant, but rather you appear to be cherishing the time you have together. I watch as you put his needs first above your own...trying several times to eat a snack, but attending to his needs instead...making faces with him and playing with him...feeding him and changing diapers.
I was once a mama like you, traveling with my little baby boy. Although I was not on my own in the airport...how brave of you! I worried about the looks we'd get...people worried that Henry, our sweet little monster, would cry through the flight. But I needn't have worried...Henry was a perfect gentleman just like your little boy. He enjoyed the new sights and sounds, and fell asleep as soon as the plane took off. I think Henry, like your boy, knew he was safe and loved with his mama and daddy.
How lucky these precious babies are...that have mamas and daddies that do nothing but love them and care for them. And how lucky are we mamas and daddies, to be given the blessing of caring for these little ones. We never know how long we have, so you appear to be doing everything exactly right...loving and caring...and cherishing...making sure that baby boy knows he is safe and secure and, most importantly, loved. Keep it up, mama, and enjoy that sweet baby boy.
Yours Truly,
The Creeper Lady across the aisle
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