Post by Lily on Sept 20, 2022 1:33:36 GMT
I visited my sister on Saturday, taking the bus there as usual.
I sat on the back row of seats on the lower deck. At the next stop a group of adults and children got on. From what I can work out, a mother and two young daughters, the mother's friend and the friend's male partner. The mother and her youngest sat opposite me, and so could naturally look at them both. They had just had pizza for lunch and the youngest had sauce on both of her cheeks.
She looked so cute and adorable. She was quite quiet and shy, which made her even more precious. I think she was at most 6 years old, her sister was older so add another 2 or 3 years.. The mum and the friend chatted away with each other, but also with the two daughters.
I was filled by that warm fuzzy feeling that I've seen in other women's faces when they're in the company of young children. I know I had a very contented smile on my face. I think before I would'nt have allowed myself to feel that type of thing, more likely not realising that I would enjoy it so. It really did make me quite happy and content.
As my journey neared its end, I saw a woman walking along the pavement carrying her baby in a carrier in front of her. I took a good look at the baby trying to see how cute they looked. At the same the friend of the mother on the bus did the same. She even repositioned herself to get a good view out of the window. I felt very good that I was doing the same as she was, or was that the other way around?
It was a really pleasant experience. I got to feel all these motherly feelings, and I got to do exactly what another woman was doing too.
I sat on the back row of seats on the lower deck. At the next stop a group of adults and children got on. From what I can work out, a mother and two young daughters, the mother's friend and the friend's male partner. The mother and her youngest sat opposite me, and so could naturally look at them both. They had just had pizza for lunch and the youngest had sauce on both of her cheeks.
She looked so cute and adorable. She was quite quiet and shy, which made her even more precious. I think she was at most 6 years old, her sister was older so add another 2 or 3 years.. The mum and the friend chatted away with each other, but also with the two daughters.
I was filled by that warm fuzzy feeling that I've seen in other women's faces when they're in the company of young children. I know I had a very contented smile on my face. I think before I would'nt have allowed myself to feel that type of thing, more likely not realising that I would enjoy it so. It really did make me quite happy and content.
As my journey neared its end, I saw a woman walking along the pavement carrying her baby in a carrier in front of her. I took a good look at the baby trying to see how cute they looked. At the same the friend of the mother on the bus did the same. She even repositioned herself to get a good view out of the window. I felt very good that I was doing the same as she was, or was that the other way around?
It was a really pleasant experience. I got to feel all these motherly feelings, and I got to do exactly what another woman was doing too.