Still a Miracle

We do something every evening we probably need to get out of the habit of doing fairly soon. We let Lauren fall asleep in our bed and then move her to her own bed. I indulge her and by indulging her, I get to indulge myself. I let her sleep for a few hours while I check email, do some last minute clean up before bed. Then I walk into our bedroom, pick her up and move her to her own bed. Looking at her sleeping in my arms, is perhaps the best moment of the day. She looks perfect, I can see part of me in her, and I can see that's she's her own person. For that moment in time, I'm just carrying a small miracle. She's absolutely beautiful, at peace, and completely serene. I just think about how lucky I am to have her, and wonder how I had a life before her.

I see lately on TV a lot of shows that have somehow found gay parents as the topic du jour, but every show deals with how difficult it is is for gay couples to become parents and all the trials and tribulations they go through. In that respect I guess we were extremely lucky when we decided to have our daughter. While it was a significant drain on finances, everything we went through went incredibly smoothly. We didn't have a single problem or hiccup in our journey to become parents and for that I suppose I should be thankful.