I often wonder if and when perfection is ever achieved. Well, let me clarify this statement; I used to wonder if perfection was at all possible. But then Sydney came into our lives.
Cheesy statement? Perhaps so. Nonetheless, it is a true and valid statement.
The other night I was reflecting on LBS (Life Before Sydney). I vaguely remember what that life was like. As I was thinking about it, I stopped to remember what I thought was my perfect baby. Boy or girl? I didn't really care. I literally prayed for a healthy, happy, full term baby. Beyond that, what was perfection in my imagination? I think it was brown hair, blue eyes. Athletic. Easy going. You know...the basic "perfect" adjectives.
My idea of perfection and what Sydney truly is, well I can tell you in all honesty that my image of the perfect baby/child did not hold a candle to what the Lord blessed us with. Sydney is a wonderful little girl. She is intelligent. Witty. Funny beyond words. I see some athleticism in her and I also see a love for music. Sydney can look at me and she has the ability to melt my heart. Never in my wildest dreams did I believe that super power was real.
So, as I pondered our LBS and what I thought was a perfect baby...I'm glad my perfect baby is the one we have now. Because in my minds eye, that baby doesn't compare to our Sydney Alice Rooney.
