So here we are. At 1:30 tomorrow (today), we’ll meet the child that has been so wonderfully formed over the last nine months. And the thought continues to arise in me. This child is already here. Nothing is contingent on our hopes or dreams. He is formed – hard wired with reflexes, personality, hair color, eye color, talents and tendency. It matters not that we have preferences. He is here – only in another room. And all that remains are introductions.