I showed my friend how to wrap her newborn securely onto her chest, and we ventured out on a slow walk around the block, her first trip outside the condo since returning from the hospital. There were blossoms on the trees and the sunlight was sweet. My friend seemed newly born herself. She looked at everything like she’d never seen any of it before. She moved like she’d just learned how to walk. We stopped in at a used bookshop for ten minutes, then headed slowly back home. She cried the whole time and shit her pants a little.