I love the movie Waitress. I saw it twice at the theaters and now I own it. It’s an amazing movie. So well-written. So funny and sad at the same time. That moment when she says to the nurse, Give’er to me. Then looks at that baby and the rest of the world fades from view. Nothing else matters. I have never seen a movie capture that feeling, that moment when your child is looking at you for the first time and you know in the marrow of your bones that you have fulfilled your life’s biological purpose; you know why you were born. There is nothing like it. When Milla was born, the doctor put her on my stomach, I laid my hand on her back, she lifted her head and looked at me and I told her Hi Baby.
I will never forget that moment for as long as I live. It was the best moment of my life. I know now why we celebrate birthdays.