I am in love with my grandbaby. She's beautiful, with a darling nose and sweet lips and rosy cheeks and a soft, soft skin. She's very cuddly too, and makes the most delightful little cooing sounds--even giving me a delicate little hiccup. All the old instincts came back soon as I smelled her, and I cradled her on my arm and wanted never to let her go. Every tiny movement she made went straight to my heart, but the best part was her warmth--that precious new-born warmth. My heart overflows.