Today, we saw your first picture.
You were floating in a fluid sac.
You curled your fist and moved your leg, dancing?
Has mom been singing a lively song to you?
There is a rhythm in that picture.
Did you join her in the words?
We did not know until today whether frilly dresses and dolls or baseball hats and scooters would be in store for you.
Now we know from this technologic miracle.
For months you lie warm and fluid, waving now and then or moving your legs to music.
What will you be?
What will you do, little one, in years to come?
Sing? Dance?
Join dad on the court to snag a basket or two, or race him down some ski slope.
Join mom as she dances, making a perfect duo.
Whatever you do, whatever you become when you leave your safe heaven, your beautiful picture of today is of wee Valentina getting ready to make her debut.
She will never be quite so secure as now, where she waves or kicks and tells the world who she really is.