Yes, that's it exactly! Just trying to do what we think is best! It's hard to trust ourselves sometimes. *He looks at her gratefully* How old is your child? You are so at good at this. I really appreciate it. You must think I'm an awful father, having a complete stranger hold my brand new baby. You're a policewoman, aren't you? So I trust you. Really that's just my excuse for trusting a stranger.
*nods and writes it down* Could you talk to her maybe? You're so smart.
You're gonna make mistakes -- we all do. The only thing you can do is love your child, and it's obvious you do. *smiles* She's nine. I don't think you're an awful father. You take good care of your son, and you love him, and in the end, that's all that matters. I am a cop, yes.
I hope all that stuff is true. I do love him. I love him very much. He's blond hair like I do and bluish eyes like my wife does and a little turned up mouth and nose like my mum has. He's perfect. Like I'm sure your daughter is. He's so still and quiet in your arms, I still can't get over it.
*nods enthusiastically* I would like that very much!
It is true, and he is perfect. Babies like to be rocked gently, and they love to hear your heartbeat, so you keep them close to your chest so they can hear it.
*hands him her business card with her cell phone number on it* Feel free to have her call me anytime, or we can go out and I'll talk to her. Whichever works.
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*nods and writes it down* Could you talk to her maybe? You're so smart.
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I can if you'd like me to.
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*nods enthusiastically* I would like that very much!
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*hands him her business card with her cell phone number on it* Feel free to have her call me anytime, or we can go out and I'll talk to her. Whichever works.