MY baby!

We had a very busy weekend-- and our little cherub held up great! Today I took him to a baby shower where there were lots of young girls who wanted to hold him. He enjoyed the attention from these cute little complete strangers, which was great to see, but i couldn't help but want him back. They took him from the moment we arrived, and while he was just across the room from me, my arms felt strangely empty the whole time. I guess he's still a novelty to me or something... but i actually got a little jealous for him. MY baby!
But it did make me realize how ingrained it is in us as females, to want to mother from such a young age. These girls descended on him like he was a new doll, and swung him around on their hips like little mamas. So natural. And I tried to put myself in their shoes, and realized how desperately I would have wanted to snag a baby to hold at that age. To pretend he was mine. To feel his little body fit snugly against my hip, as if he was a long-lost appendage. There is something truly comforting, even therepeutic about holding a baby. And it made me realize again how beautifully God has created our feminine hearts...
A room full of women of all ages, celebrating new life, and going ga-ga over every little outfit that was opened... like it was the first and cutest outfit they'd ever seen!
Anyway, my heart is filled with joy tonight, as I hold my little snuggle bug close to me and bask in his smiles and coos... all mine!