A little angel came to us a few days ago. My third grandchild, a boy, who made his way gracefully into this world. He has a deep, calm presence. Holding him in my arms is one of my favorite experiences of this lifetime. The weight is a solid bundle, legs and arms scrunched up in that pre-birth position from time in the womb. Now here on the earth plane, there is so much to navigate. How to open and close his eyes, how to nurse and how to eliminate. He is making it look easy as he lands more fully in each day. His smell is intoxicating . I read a recent study that found that the baby’s smell triggers pleasure hormones in the mother, further encouraging  her bond with her baby. We did not need science to tell us this, mothers know this as they nuzzle their baby’s neck and hold them close.

It has brought back that time in my life when I was raising my three little ones. My there were some challenges yet I knew myself blessed every day that I got to be with my babies.