Kaylee, my first grand daughter, entered this world with a head full of dark curls. She came within less than half an ounce of tipping the scales at 9 pounds. She weighed more than any of her 4 older brothers who welcomed her home. They will probably be so protective of her, that she will never get to date.
My son, and his wife, waited so long to have a girl. They ended up having 4 boys first, and each one of them are special in their own unique way. But then God blessed them with the addition of a little baby girl.
No matter if a person tries for many years, or if it happens with what seems like relative ease, each conception is a miracle. Our bodies go through such a complicated process to conceive, that it’s a wonder anyone ever does. God chose the right cells to come together at the perfect time, to make each of us into the person that we are today. And He designed us with a job to do that no one else, but us, can do in the way that it was meant to be done.
Yes, my little grand daughter is special in our family, but we are all special to God.