Thursday, October 29, 2009
Tomassino: Love Instructor
When we first found out that we were going to have baby number two, among the many emotions that came in the first hours and days was a sneaking fear that we might not love him as much as we had our first child, Sofia. In retrospect, as ridiculous as this idea is on its face, how could we have known? We had a simple set of data from which we could extrapolate: one baby who we loved like mad, and one future baby growing furiously inside of Fede. If we were going to love him as much as Sofia, where would that additional love come from? If you are a parent of more than one child, you can stop smiling smugly to yourself at this naive question. Or maybe you remember wrestling a similar quandary. The issue is ultimately moot, because in the end the truth is simply that there is just more love to go around. Of course, it probably doesn't hurt that babies emit extremely potent Darwinian love rays, turning anyone within range into a snuggling, diaper-changing nurture-zombie. That's a pretty cool trick.