There’s a first time for everything.
August 20th, 2005 by Jim Clark
I got to feed my daughter for the first time today.
Holding this fragile little child is both thrilling and terrifying at the same time. Am I holding her right? Is she burping or coughing or what is that? Is that a hiccup? Wait, she looks like she’s uncomfortable, is this normal?
Then she looks up at me while she eats and my heart melts. I realize she probably can’t really focus well on what she’s looking at, but I like to think her reassuring gaze was meant to make me shut up so she could finish eating in peace.
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