It was approaching sunrise when I took the baby outside, looking for some fresh air and a phone signal. The cool breeze finally calmed her down until she was cooing gently, her head nestled in the crook of my elbow while I scrolled through my phone, compiling my excuse for missing work a second day in a row. In my periphery, I glimpsed her looking back up at me with big, blue eyes that surely would change colour within the next few weeks. She was awfully cute. Enough to nearly make me smile. ...