I love it.
And every time I watch the new daddy smile as their baby wiggles around on the bed, or see their eyes lock on the beautiful new baby, I sit and imagine my husband staring at our new baby with big grin on his face.
And I love it.
And then I realize that I'm imagining my future husband. And it weirds me out. Because who knew I wanted to marry him.
He's just so dang attractive.
Oh well, he doesn't come into the picture for another five years so I'm not stressed.
And for that matter I don't think I will end up marrying him.
But whatevs. It still is the best part of my job. And thats saying something, because I love my job.