Given that I am still smiling after the weekend I have to share the reason. I was lucky to see the gorgeous Aleisha twice over the weekend. All my friends know that they will lose me when my baby girl is around. The absolute icing on the cake was a sleeping girl on Sunday. Watching her blink open, focus and give me a big smile made my weekend. As daft as it sounds I am still grinning now. Don’t get me wrong, I am a broody man, I love babies but Aleisha and Harriet before her are so much more.
We all have problems and trouble in life, luck and fate are often blamed. Aleisha doesn’t worry about the start in life that she has had. She doesn’t fret or stress, she happily accepts the love lavished on her by amazing foster parents. Aleisha is such an animated baby, she studies everything around her. The world entertains and enthrals her in such a way that you cannot doubt that she will tread her own path. There is something in the innocent smile of one so young that makes you remember that all trials are transient.
Aleisha will soon meet her lucky adoptive parents. They are overjoyed and desperately keen to take on their new role. It’s a wonderful story and one that I consider myself lucky to know. I am told that babies have very little memory of early life, certainly I can’t remember being a baby. I like to think that just maybe I’ve helped Aleisha with one more preconception. Perhaps when she is older and meets a heavily tattooed man she won’t be intimidated she will just smile and get an urge to say ‘boo’. One thing is for sure she has melted the heart of this old man.