How is it that the first faint stirrings of a tiny life can seem so momentous? It's been a week now since I felt this baby move for the first time, and each time I wonder: who is this little person? What will he or she bring to our family? What will I learn from my second child? How could I be so blessed to be a part of a miracle all over again?
I'm going to cherish the wonder for as long as I can, until I'm forced once more to face the prosaic realities of sleep deprivation, dirty diapers and teething.
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