Here’s some middle-of-the-night rambling from a nursing session when Baby Sister was two weeks old:
You see a newborn’s eyes so rarely, but, when you do, you get the sense that her eyes are the key to some sort of secret ancient wisdom – as though she, despite being two weeks old, knows more than I ever will.
I remember having this same feeling while watching an orca swimming in her tank at Sea World. Looking into her eyes through the thick, scratched glass, I felt like I was seeing inside history.
It’s funny that I should get this same sensation from the tiniest and the largest mammals I’ve ever encountered. It’s as though they are both privy to something – the same thing – universal, rare, and beyond my comprehension.
What do you see when you look into your children’s eyes?