by thelifesavour

Five mamas and their babies have lunch at a table under the pine trees.

Five fairy godmothers for each other, all far away from family and the familiarity of home.

Five hours spent together, sharing the load and the laughter of motherhood

Five minutes, finally, when all the babies are awake, and can be photographed, lined up, leaning on each other

Five years from now I wonder where we will be, whether we will find ourselves at some other table, under some other trees, in some other place, in some other fleeting bittersweet moment