Seeing is believing 

This morning I had the pleasure of being up with my son around 6:20am. He was finishing up breastfeeding and just couldn’t get settled. We laid down together in the bed and he began to slowly open his eyes wider. As I was looking down at him, I noticed he was looking up past me.

As I looked up too trying to see what he saw, there was nothing. A globe in the corner, a shelf, a small patch of chipped paint- it baffled me. Hey, I thought, maybe he needed to stretch his neck from eating for so long. Then I remembered something that I heard before, an old wives tale that babies could see spirits.

I moved the covers to grab my phone he became upset and pushed them out of his view. Okay son, my bad. As he focused on this fascinating site I could not help myself from wondering what exactly he was seeing. It’s a strange thing with newborns, they are so pure and mysterious you really have to study them to figure out what makes them tick.

Frantically trying to get Google to give me an answer, the results that loaded didn’t give any definitive results. Well at 6 in the morning I don’t blame you Google. I’ll look for more information when we’re both fully awake.

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