A moment of peace, calm in the eye of the storm.
A moment to bond, say hello, connect.
These moments are brief but magical, full of questions.
What will you be like? Another blondie perhaps? Or maybe a fiery red head?
Little hints begin to break the surface, each ripple created sets off the guessing game.
The twinkle in your wide eyes, the merest flicker of a smile, the mellow outlook.
Some family traits holding strong, but always unique, one of a kind.
No matter what you’ll be loved wee boy, suffocating so at times, but always loved.
Welcome to the chaos, you’re going to love it.