How can I not marvel in my daughter's beauty? She is beautiful! I get told by so many people how beautiful she is, and of course it makes me proud and happy to hear those comments and yet I also think to myself, "you don't even know her. You don't know how beautiful she is." I pray that Sophia does not grow up in a world that praises her for her outer beauty. I pray that she is praised for her kindness and her goodness. As her mother, I will always marvel in her beauty because she is especially beautiful to me. I felt her before any other human did. It was me that her little legs kicked and it was me who felt her hiccups before she came into this world. Each and everyday she lights me up, and that is something to marvel about.
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