Fresh from the Mind of God: When I look at her and touch her and smell her, I breathe His presence, so sweet and subtle. She began as His thought, conceived in perfect love and painstakingly let go into a fallen world. In her purity, I find traces of Eden, of humanity as God intended, but her fragility reminds me of how easily we were, are, broken.
Check out the rest of this beautiful post. I couldn't have stated it better, how awe inspiring it is to love your baby. I felt this way about each of my babies. Even the one I had to give back.