Perfection Comes in Small Packages

It is amazing how the stress of the day just melts away when you are holding a newborn. Ten perfect fingers and ten perfect toes is the ultimate therapy. Nothing truly crazy happened today, but I was in one of those moods. The world seemed to be crashing in and all I wanted to do was pout.  It didn't seem like anything could get me out of my funk, but as I held my perfect little newborn nephew, all in the world was right again. Even my headache disappeared as I gazed into his baby blues. This is one happy auntie.