Here you come, being born better late than never: a face presentation. Not the boy your father so desperately wanted, but here you come, anyway, all six pounds three ounces of you. Button nose, conical head, good color. A swirl of dark hair atop your little crown. And a healthy pair of lungs, too.
From Jonathan Evison, This Is Your Life, Harriet Chance! Copyright 2015
The author wrote this passage using which point of view? ____________