People used to say my son looked like a Mexican Biggie. And when he was first born memories of Biggie... you know we didn't always have the greatest days. For at least half the length of our marriage we were separated so everyday was definitely not a good day.
What you say of the pride of giving life to an immortal soul is very fine dear, but I own I cannot enter into that: I think much more of our being like a cow or a dog at such moments: when our poor nature becomes so very animal and unecstatic.
