I saw her again.  Who IS she and how does she manage to haul those babies on a bus each day?  Where does she go?  Today she was ready for the fare, but she still clutched those babies tight.  So, I have decided to repost my first impression.  (btw, I have since renamed Injured Guy...  Based on subsequent rides, he is now Brass Monkey)

She is tiny. She struggled to hold those 2 babies in her arms and board the bus. She looked relieved when she deposited them, stacked, on the first seat she came upon. She sat, one hand on the baby stack and the other fumbling around in her purse for the fare. The Injured Guy, on his way to the hospital, grimaced as he fished into his coat pocket. He found his bus pass. He stood up slowly, reached forward and swiped it. She looked up, puzzled. He smiled and slowly sat back down. She took her hand out of her purse and lifted a baby from atop the stack, put it on her lap. She pulled a bottle of milk from the stack, too. Now everyone is settled....