Our child was sleeping with us in the bed yesterday morning, still inside of his mother, safe from the unknown world.
The dawn. The day.
Heaven watched and breathed life.
Our child took his first breath. So small and fragile. This is life.
Our child was sleeping with us in the bed last night, between his mother and father, safe from the unknown world, now in the comfort of those who love him.
Welcome to the world, Noah.