Will she remember this!

Past mid-night, I hold your small frame. In a close embrace, within the hearing distance of my heart, as you grow into a world that suddenly and strangely emerged around your blurred vision.

Some of our best memories of parenthood happens when our babies have no sense of it and for almost all life thereafter, as they grow into people, a strange craving springs ever so often to be able to somehow share these.

This picture was taken by my wife as I held my two months old daughter and rocked both of us to sleep. Wonder if she will remember this.