Both of my kids were unexpected gifts. Nevertheless, when my first child arrived I fell instantly in love with her.
So much so that I was afraid I could never love another child as much. I needn’t have worried. When Beth arrived I fell so in love with her that I was afraid it would eclipse my love for Mandy.
Instead, my love doubled. That’s love’s curious economy: the more we love, the more we have to give.
Years later, my mom told me that I too had been an unexpected gift and that my dad had reacted precisely the same way.
“Ah, yes,” I thought. “Love is like that.”