Dulcinea

Today I held in my arms a baby that was this big.

Her eyelids were yellow.
Her head was red and squishy.
Her hands were covered to keep her nails from scratching her red squishy yellow face.
She squatted in my arms like a wadded up frog.

Across the hospital room, her mom lay limply delighting in the sight of a person who caused her three months of nausea, nine months of bloated back pain, eleven months of diabetes, and one hour of C-section.

Love is so unreasonable.