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He knew one of your greatest desires in life was to be a parent—to be able to hold, care for, and protect one of the best gifts you could ever be given.

So God made a newborn.

He knew you needed someone whose piercing cry in the delivery room would be one of the sweetest sounds your ears would ever hear.

So God made a newborn.

He knew you needed someone who would usher in a new kind of love. A love that was stronger than anything you had over known. A love that would change your life forever.

So God made a newborn.

He knew you needed someone who would gently mold you and help you grow, someone who would teach you what it means to be a mother.

So God made a newborn.

He knew grandparents needed someone to dote on, someone they could love in a brand new and unique way. Someone who would fit perfectly inside their cradled arms.

So God made a newborn.

He knew big sisters and big brothers would love counting ten tiny fingers and ten tiny toes and would love kissing sweet-smelling foreheads.

So God made a newborn.

He knew some of the most precious moments of your life would be spent in sweatpants and a stained t-shirt, with a little sleeping bundle snuggled on your chest.

So God made a newborn.

He knew you needed someone who would make you appreciate your own parents in a completely new way.

So God made a newborn.

He knew you needed someone whose tiny hands could grab hold of your heart in ways you never could have imagined.

So God made a newborn.

He knew you needed someone to help you appreciate the strength and ability of your own body. Someone who would teach you even when you were completely exhausted, you could push through the weariness and rise out of bed one more time.

So God made a newborn.

He knew some of your most treasured friendships would be formed while you sipped coffee with other mamas and discussed sleepless nights, colicky cries, and cluster feedings.

So God made a newborn.

He knew how your heart would explode with joy when you witnessed that first precious smile formed by those soft, delicate lips.

So God made a newborn.

He knew his people needed a miracle. A miracle created in His image. One that would forever connect Heaven and Earth.

So God made a newborn.

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Mary Ann Blair

Mary Ann Blair is a stay-at-home mom living in the Pacific Northwest with her two little gentlemen and hubs. She loves connecting with other parents who like to keep it real! Her work has been published on Her View From Home, Motherly, A Fine Parent, Perfection Pending, That’s Inappropriate, Pregnant Chicken, Sammiches and Psych Meds, Red Tricycle and in Chicken Soup For the Soul. She can be found at maryannblair.com or on Facebook at Mary Ann Blair, Writer.

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