Enjoy the best moment: watch your child Look at your child!
See how you instinctively cowers in his arms, still looking for the echo of your heartbeat.
Watch and left filled with wonder: nine months ago there was, and is now a man.
not amazing?
Germinato invisible from a seed.
Perfect, and yes that's him you would not have been able to do even a hair.
Hold your breath, you have that child in her arms is a mystery.
smell it: sa milk, puppy.
But already a few days her eyes will light up your eyes met.
Do not let anyone steal that look.
Nothing is that its first award, that tacit tell you: it was you, I embraced the dark soft.
Watch.
Guardagli hands, so incredibly small, and feel like grabs and squeezes your finger as you clutched. Learn how to calm the
your voice, and as the lullaby you sing your mother, thirty years later, of course you back to memory.
Watch it again.
Who looks like?
were found in the eyes of your father's frown, and hair the color of a grandfather even knew.
Parents who mysteriously are declined, remembering, in your child. And
'he, he-who-is extraordinary is you, and together with the man you love.
cries.
He's hungry all the time.
A child that hard work, you have said.
They say, of sleepless nights.
True, but it does not have told you how beautiful this little stranger hugging him. Urla, needs everything.
But you'll love it madly.
sucks, greedy, and then falls asleep.
Save it close for a moment. Stop
to discover that every man in the world was a day like your son tonight: a helpless child in the arms of a woman.
Enjoy the moments, not in a hurry, contemplates what has happened to you.
You had a gift.
Marina Corradi revised text)
