When my daughter was born I couldn’t believe how many clichés suddenly rang true: I’d never loved anyone like this, I’d never felt so viscerally connected with another human. I could gaze into her unfocused eyes forever, floating along in a hormonal bliss as she nursed. From the first moment I saw that slimy little creature, I was in love.
My husband loved her too, of course, but it wasn’t quite the same. I remember him saying, “We don’t even know her yet!”
Know her yet? She had tons of personality! It was just somewhat…invisible, as of yet.