Tiny one

She might have been 5 pounds on the chilly day that I met her...

It still amazes me, these teeny, tiny little bodies...completely dependent upon someone else's tender touch and soothing sounds...

I hope I never cease to see the miracle...

The miracle of life...the value it has just because it IS...not because someone else has a desire or not, not because it's convenient, not because of beauty or family name...

Life...being formed...being created...

it is a gift...

whether it be a surprise, or a longggg awaited miracle...

She's a tiny one, this wee baby...but she has a fierceness in her...a strong determination...
She was determined to keep her hands hear her face and head the entire time...there was nothing I could do to stop her...

the miracle of life...a true blessing!