That Beautiful Silence

Some moments are too good for words.  Thursday I had one of those moments. There he was naked and pink and quiet.  Dark waves plastered around a creased face.  A fleeting glimpse of an eye.  Pink lips tucked between chub cheeks.
 
I was seriously afraid I might break him.

But as I folded all of his nearly nine pounds into my arms for the first time my momentary fear was gone.  Everything else disappeared and that little squishy face was mine to look at.  My mind wandered back to the little note I’d written him when he was still merely Baby, and I realized that this was one of those moments that give life worth.  Thursday, I became richer than Bill Gates could ever hope to be.

It doesn’t matter what’s going on in the world right now, because my world just gained another thousand miles of perfection.  His name is Nolan.