40 weeks and 3 days
praying that all would go well,
that he would be perfect in every way.
to have all those prayers answered
in one bright and shining instant
when he slipped
from that world into ours,
into his 9 pound 8 oz body
and straight into my waiting arms,
taking my breath away
reminding me of what life is all about,
and letting me taste
one of those sweet moments
that are simply unparalleled
to all else.
to give life
to witness the miracle
all over again
for the first time. . .
it's a beautiful, beautiful thing.
i am reveling.