I was holding and playing with my 4 year old. I let myself just take the time to look deep into his bright, blue eyes, and he took my breath away. Without thinking, I exclaimed "god, you are beautiful!"
And then it hit me. Those eyes of his - that appear blue, but when you really get lost in them show dapples of grey and speckles of green, those eyes that are happy and deep, those gorgeous eyes - those he got from ME. My eyes reflected back in the eyes of my first-born.
So, maybe that's it. The reason we have children. Not only to learn how to love another person unconditionally, to see another person as truly, imperfectly-perfectly beautiful. But to realize that WE also are truly, and imperfectly-perfectly beautiful, too.