This morning I woke up about 30 minutes earlier than I needed. Instead of rolling over and trying to get a few more winks, or catching up on Words With Friends, I stared at my son and husband.
I examined his nose, mine, his lips, John's, his eyes, all his own. His long lovely eyelashes seem to go on for days, and I think he's getting his dad's chin. It's so wonderful to look at our son and see the child he will eventually become. I hope that he has his father's disposition, back bone, and general love of life, all things I fell in love with.