Baby's Breath

In the days and weeks following Nahlia's birth, I was in awe of this tiny creation of life. 

She was soft and tiny and beautiful.  But it was not her big blue eyes, her soft fine hair, her tiny little hands and feet, nor the cute sounds she made that captivated me.  It was the feel of her breath on my skin.  A year ago she didn't exist, and then all of a sudden, there she was.