<—The little girl about to be beat down by penguins has nothing to do with anything other than I thought it was awesome. I mean it is pretty fracking awesome. You can tell in about ten seconds she is going to realize she will need therapy for life.
Anyway, in non-penguin related news, Renee had her baby today. My goddaughter Hope is finally here. She is as wonderful as I thought she would be.
Pregnancy and babies are a strange sort of magic for me. My friends make fun of me when I’m around pregnant women because I will randomly stop what I’m doing, point to the preggo belly, and announce “There’s a baby in there.” I remember the first time I felt Tina’s daughter move in her belly. She was the first baby I ever felt and it started my deep fascination with the process of growing a human.
You guys grew a human.
You GREW another person.
It’s magic. Okay, I know it is biology, but it is still magic. Then after you grow your tiny human, you produce food for the human. I don’t understand how anyone can just blithely accept that without any wonder.
I’m so excited for Renee and her husband. Renee is going to be this beautiful, loving, wonderful wreck. Her daughter is going to be this beautiful, smart, imaginative wreck right beside her. When I say wreck, I mean, they will love fiercely, think deeply, feel passionately, and be whirlwinds in their own worlds. The world needs wrecks. The world needs Renee and Hope. I’m so excited and blessed to see them grow together.
I have many wishes for Hope. My greatest one is that she always filled with her name.