I took Cate to a very informal wedding shower yesterday for a coworker who is getting married tomorrow. She smiled and laughed at everyone, and just generally charmed them. She only cried once, and that's when she couldn't see me. She was fantastic. Everyonce commented on what a happy, easy-going, good baby she was. I agreed.
Today I saw Laura in the lounge. She was at the shower yesterday. She told me that she loved seeing me with Cate. She said I looked so comfortable and content and happy with her, and that she could tell that's where I was meant to be.
It may be one of the nicest things anyone's ever said to me. It made me cry when she said it, and it's making me cry typing it.
I can't get over how grateful I am for Cate. Yes, I got frustrated with her today when she decided it was more fun to catch the spoon between her clapping hands than eat the food, and I was truly disgusted when her poopy diaper leaked onto the bedspread the other day, but I still think the is the most amazing thing on this planet.
And she's mine.