 So this week I was introduced to my friend's baby. Now this was expected, both the baby and our meeting. And I'd taken time to prepare, you know, things like wearing clothes that I didn't mind getting sick on, or finding out whether nine-month-olds can eat sweets. Spoiler, they can't. However, when it came time to hold the child, my brain froze. This was a literal baby that my friends had made, and it was in my hands. I was terrified. So, of course, I reverted to muscle memory.