The first time we held Alex was the first time I began to realise what our parents must have felt when they held us for the first time. To just sit down for a minute and to contemplate that life began with love, two cells, and the complex journey of cell division, finally resulting in a person is absolutely perplexing. Least to say, both of us were very happy with the arrival of our little guy.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
First Day with the Big Little Guy
There is something about being a parent for the first time. It is the amazing experience of witnessing the creation of life, the injection of the soul into the flesh, and the birth of a living person. The emotions that come with this experience, and I can speak for both of us, are a myriad of every positive emotion a person can handle.
The first time we held Alex was the first time I began to realise what our parents must have felt when they held us for the first time. To just sit down for a minute and to contemplate that life began with love, two cells, and the complex journey of cell division, finally resulting in a person is absolutely perplexing. Least to say, both of us were very happy with the arrival of our little guy.
The first time we held Alex was the first time I began to realise what our parents must have felt when they held us for the first time. To just sit down for a minute and to contemplate that life began with love, two cells, and the complex journey of cell division, finally resulting in a person is absolutely perplexing. Least to say, both of us were very happy with the arrival of our little guy.
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