Spring has really kicked in here in Vancouver! I went out shopping a couple days ago and got this pretty scarf from H&M (only CAD15!) and decided to brighten up my all black outfit today with it. The sparkly blue swarovski earrings I got from my sister’s just opened Etsy shop ButterGems were quite a good match to the yellow, IMHO!
I wrote in a previous post about how motherhood has opened up conversations with strangers I would otherwise never have, and almost everyday of this week that we’ve been out, I felt like the whole world wanted to talk to me…first about my baby, then about their lives (everyone wants to talk about themselves ultimately, right?). In the last few days, I had a guy – a student – from the Middle East tell me at length about his family that comprised of 10 brothers and 4 sisters and how much he loves children. I was alone at a food court and was in the midst of nursing Benji when this guy who was also alone plonked himself on the seat diagonally across from me. Totally awkward because there were SO many other seats he could’ve picked. Why across from me??! Of course he probably didn’t realize I was nursing until after he sat down. And maybe he started talking to me to vaporize any awkwardness. Anyhow, so I learned about his 10 brothers, 4 sisters, and uncountable numbers of nephews and nieces, and how one of his sisters has an intellectual disability. Which spoke straight to my Speech-Language Pathologist’s heart since I work a lot with that population.
Today, a older guy, probably in his 60s, came up and told me how much he loves children and then another lady, in her 80s tell me the same thing. And the ultimate conversation was with a 72 year old man (he told me his age) on the bus who said he was born in 1933, has 8 children, and carried everyone of them because they didn’t have strollers back then. He also proceeded to say our generation is producing weaklings with all these accessories such as strollers (really?!), and continued to brag about his fitness level and how he at 60 became a fitness instructor and at 70 took karate lessons and holds a level 2 black belt (or something like that). Fascinating. He was a sweet old man tho. I love hearing old people’s stories. There were so many others before these I need to start cataloging them.
It’s really amazing how a little baby in a stroller can open up so many hearts. Loving it! Mommies our there: what are some of the craziest stories you’ve heard from random strangers??