Kai asks me to rock him.
I hold him in my lap.
I sing to him or hum softly with my lips against his soft blond hair.
I breathe in his little boyness and think to myself:
I am rocking all three of my babies.
One is in my lap, one is in my heart and one is in my belly.
So much joy, so much sadness and so much hope...
all wrapped up in one session of rocking and a little hum.