On being born

I wonder if we choose to be born.  Do pieces of who we will be before we are born exist somewhere in the great and glorious cosmic soup, awaiting the perfect alignment of energy and mind to turn us into the matter in which we physically manifest? 

I don't know, but I love thinking about it.  And however little Alaina Grace got to this planet at this time, I am happy for her, because she is being born to wonderful parents.