Love

I don't think I ever realized how much I would really love my daughter.
I feel it physically.
I feel a tightening, pumping in my chest and tears welling up in my eyes when I see her.
It is almost painful, and yet the most wonderful feeling there is.
She is a little piece of heaven, a piece of me, and a piece of the man I love the most, and here she is smiling at me, reaching her hands out towards me, and even crying at me.
When she smiles every care disappears.
When I hold her close I feel warm and complete.
When she cries, I want to cry, and sometimes I do.
Each day she grows more beautiful and more wonderful and more amazing.
My baby is my miracle.
To think that I took part in creating her still leaves me speechless.
I love her fiercely!
My world revolves around her, every new skill she learns is a celebration...
Reaching for toys, rolling over, squealing in delight and her first real giggle.
I don't believe there is any source of happiness more lovely and complete than this.