I was laying in bed snuggled up with Brit in my arm and her birthfather was on the other side of us. He and I were talking about how surreal it was that we were there. Looking down at the only daughter either of us would ever have. We talked about how we were closer to 40 than we were to 30. And how neither of us would have ever guessed that we would be holding a brand new child of our own at this point in our lives.
Her birthfather looked down at our precious sleeping baby girl and said "You Brit, are our encore!"
I just laughed. How right he was. Brit was our encore. And while she was a finale for her birthfather and me, she was a new beginning for her parents.
It makes me smile just thinking about it.
|Brit sleeping while snuggled with her birthfather. A beautiful encore indeed!|