Being a Mama.
It's the greatest thing I've ever become. A privilege. A blessing. A hard, amazing, extremely un-glamorous, crazy awesome, sleepless, life-long journey.
It's the greatest thing I've ever become. A privilege. A blessing. A hard, amazing, extremely un-glamorous, crazy awesome, sleepless, life-long journey.
Little Eli's arrival has meant that we are no longer just a couple... we are forever a family. It has meant that 2am is now actually a time of day (oh and hello 4am... nice to see you again too.). It's meant laughter, tears, conversations about poo explosions, and feeling more joy than our hearts know what to do with!
It's meant tearing our hair out trying to get him to fall asleep, and then willing him to wake because we miss him already. It's meant the most heart-warming gummy smiles and baby chats, and crazy, wonderful days spent staring at this tiny human.
It's meant tearing our hair out trying to get him to fall asleep, and then willing him to wake because we miss him already. It's meant the most heart-warming gummy smiles and baby chats, and crazy, wonderful days spent staring at this tiny human.
It's meant walking through town covered in spew, having pyjama days, and questioning what to try next when nothing works... then cleaning up a few more pee-fountains. It's meant never wanting those tiny hands to ever get any bigger, yet being filled with pride when he discovers and learns with his ever-chubbying little fingers. It's meant receiving constant well-meaning advice, and simply deciding to do whatever the heck works for us anyway.
It's meant hours on end on the couch just feeling like a milk-machine, while also feeling strong and amazed that my body can sustain life for another. It's meant delighting in the quiet sleepy snuggles, and later making ridiculous noises and over-exaggerated facial expressions just to hear his giggle ripple through the air. It's meant changes, growth, sacrifices, and purpose.
It's meant love in a whole new way.
It's meant hours on end on the couch just feeling like a milk-machine, while also feeling strong and amazed that my body can sustain life for another. It's meant delighting in the quiet sleepy snuggles, and later making ridiculous noises and over-exaggerated facial expressions just to hear his giggle ripple through the air. It's meant changes, growth, sacrifices, and purpose.
It's meant love in a whole new way.
Capturing every inch of Eli as a newborn became almost addictive. I was terrified of forgetting this stage which I loved so much. I had a new sense of what was important in newborn photos, and as a mother, what I wanted to remember. His delicate soft skin, his lips worn from drinking, his stretches and yawns, his delicious squishy rolls, every curve of his little body, every expression his face transformed into... and the overwhelming love that bubbled up out of us for him.
Every detail, perfectly and wonderfully made...
His smiles melt my heart...
Ok Mummy, that's enough photos.
I SAID THAT'S ENOUGH!!
There are moments that mark your life.
Moments when you realise that nothing will ever be the same
And time is divided into two parts.
Before this
And after this.
– Unknown
Moments when you realise that nothing will ever be the same
And time is divided into two parts.
Before this
And after this.
– Unknown
Love you, little button. We're so happy you have joined us xx
