New life is such a gift and a reminder of all that is good and innocent in the world. That God would allow us to participate in the creation of another human being is really unbelievable. That He would trust us to care for another soul is truly amazing (and even more amazing that He came as a baby Himself, but that's for another day).
As I wait for information on this new arrival, a wave of nostalgia washes over me. I remember so clearly the delivery of my own daughter. While I had no proof that she was a girl, everything in me was already imagining pink. When they held her up and said, "It's a girl!", I wept with joy.
So today, on this day of new life, I want to honor my precious bundle of pink, my daughter. She has been such a blessing in my life, a butterfly of joy, an adventure waiting to happen. I honor her for her concern for and acceptance of others. I am grateful for the ways she has stretched me to let down my walls of fear and self-protection in order to allow others into my heart. She has taught me to laugh more, to play dress up (even as an adult), to see people without judgement and to enjoy being a woman. Thanks, Jewels!