Aidan Conner   I have waited so long for you to arrive. Your tiny little perfect hands and feet, Along with your perfect little mouth, and nose.   So innocent and fragile you seem to me now. So small, pink and perfectly beautiful. With strong fingers and cute wiggly little toes.   With magical alien eyes, you look a lot like me. A bundle of excitement and energy just like your Daddy. Dimples from my side, and smile like his when you pose.   My assortment of joy and worriment of motherhood. How precious is your life to us, fragile and strong like a rose. I’ve waited so long for you to arrive.   6/20/2003