It is 11:20. Hubby and baby fast asleep. I should be sleeping too and resting up for 1:00 crying/feeding/ changing. But sleep escapes me right now. I wish I could put into words how my life has changed in the last three weeks, but I'm not so eloquent with words. Plus, how do you put words to something so mind boggling and so miraculous as seeing your baby, who kicked and played in your tummy for 9 months, fall asleep in your arms? The word love is often mentioned, but it's beyond love. Guess that's why it's hard to put into words. There are no words.