For about 2 weeks, I had a box of things that Baby E never used during the first couple months of his life (i.e. Newborn diapers, formula, etc) which I had been meaning to donate to someone or some charity that could use it. Then it occurred to me that the St. Louis Crisis Nursery might be an option. So I located the facility and headed down half expecting to just drop off the box and leave, no interaction what so ever. When I got there though, what happened was completely unexpected.
Once I got through the security (the building is locked down, no one goes in or out without someone knowing), I came into a big room where I found a few children watching TV, probably trying to go to sleep and then behind them was a kid (maybe around 19 or so) rocking with an infant in his arms that looked to be about Baby E’s age. It was such a precious site. I don’t have to tell you how wonderful those moments are when they fall asleep in your arms like that. I asked the volunteer about the boy and he said “I’ve tried to put him down three times and all he wants is to be held.” I almost cried. It saddened me that this little baby couldn’t get that type of moment at home but I was happy to see that he looked so content at the nursery.