During tonight’s evening commute to pick up my son from daycare a baby began crying on the train. I know first hand how challenging it can be to comfort your unhappy child on a packed subway. You want to quickly change their mood while disturbing as few fellow passengers as possible. I looked on to the mother with sympathy.
Not wanting her to think I was upset and staring, I quickly tore my eyes away only to catch a glimpse of my reflection in the train window. There I was bouncing up and down…rocking side to side. As if my movements could telepathically soothe the hysterical child across from me.
How many times have I subconsciously “rocked” a baby that did not belong to me?
I mean that’s totally normal right?! This has happened to all you mom’s…its like an inert mother thing? Right? *gulp*