the first person to stare at their child and wonder. Not just at how quickly they are growing or at the fact that they are a parent.
But wonder at the magic that is the creation of life.
About 22 months ago an egg met a sperm and 37 weeks 6 days later a full human being came out of my tummy.
Think about it. A full, complete person was inside me. And then wasn’t.
With fingers and toes and hair and eyes and ears and a mouth and all those things.
And now that small being is bigger. And turning, right before my eyes, into a real person. With a personality and likes and dislikes. With hair that needs trimming and nails that need clipping.
That talks. And thinks. And learns.
That is beginning to walk. And feed itself. And plays.
That is rapidly turning from my baby to my little boy.
That can clap its hands. And use a spoon. And show you how big he is.
That can say Dada and look towards his Mama when you ask him where she is.
A whole complete human being.
That grew in my tummy.
Miracle of life indeed.