It is exhilarating, this shift from you to her. People will tell you they are a gift, these babies, and that is as true as any shiny thing, reflecting in all directions. You, too, are the gift, and you will be, in some measure, what you gave.
Our spaces say so much about who we are, despite their being only bricks and plaster and paint. The books we read, filled with the thoughts we most want to take with us into our dreams. The soft rugs to catch us when we fall. The windows and the things we chose to look out upon when first we said 'oh yes! let's live here!'. Especially the art we select for the walls, those messages we send from ourselves to ourselves, paint a picture of the people we would like to be when we wake again tomorrow, rested and loved and ready to walk another day into the future.