To me, there's almost nothing to compare to the birth of a newborn baby. A true miracle. From a life inside that's dark and waterish with a steady lub-dubbing around the clock. A huge ordeal to come into daylight, with unsteady (cold!) outer temperatures. Learning how to eat. Wearing clothing. Trying to communicate to care givers how to best take care of your needs. Switch over to the new parents of this newborn...how to answer cries, figure out how to care for such a little, helpless being who was dreamed about for so many months. And, if there's an older sibling, how to juggle the needs of both. Will there be enough love to go around? Will sleep ever come again?
This past weekend, our third "great" was born and we were able to meet little (actually not-so-little at 9 lbs. 11 oz.) Ingrid Elise. She's a love. She's a gift. And she's going be the little sister of the established and experienced Princess Ava, but there is plenty of room and love in this particular kingdom to have a "Happily Ever After" life. Welcome, Sweet One! We love you already.